My brothers all need hair-cuts! I am just going to read, read, read!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! "A Window to the World" is very, very, very good! It is sad because something happens! But I couldn't explain how good it is in a thousand words! It is young adult but I am reading with my mom and the author is a Christian!

All the grown-ups who are reading this....I would advise you do read this book! It is heart breacking and very happy at times! But I would really want you to read this book! Look it up! It is called," A Window to The World" and this book will probably be my first favorite book! I just feel said for both girls in the book!

It starts out with them 7 years old and they tradgedy strikes and then years and years go by! I am... lets say about halfway into it and it is very good!

The author is Susan Meissner and she is very good at writing books! I really want everyone to read this! But girls that are under lets say about 16 ask your moms first!

Natalie

This is a fun book! My mom bought it for me! It has lots of quizes! Like.... What's your dream date? and what's your wedding going to look like? and things like that!

What are you doing for St. Patrick's Day!? We are going over to a friend's house! CAN'T WAIT!

Natalie

I am going to do a quiz! Hope you like it! Just do it in the coments!

1. Sheets or quilt?
A. Sheets and quilt

2. Ipod or MP3 player or anything else?
A. MP3 player!

3. What would you do if you had a million dollars?
A. Maybe buy us a brand new, BIG, house!

4. Brothers or sisters or both?
A. Brothers

5. Girly-girl or tomboy?
A. Both I guess. I like doing exciting things and I like make-up and that kind of stuff!

Ok, that's it!

Natalie

That is a game my brothers and I LOVE playing! I just started playing last night, with my brother's helo, and it is so fun! You make your own army and go and fight more armys! Tell me if you like Lord of the Rings! My brothers have been watching all of the movies a lot lately!

Natalie

Heidi is a great book for all readers!
Even grown ups would like this book! My mom and I read this book and is a great book for everyone!

Heidi's aunt gets a job and needs someone to take care of Heidi. She drops Heidi off at her grandfather's house. Her grandfather isn't exactly pleased to have Heidi with him but he takes care of Heidi. Heidi has some friends up on the Alm, the goats, the goat herder, Peter, and the grandmother. The grandmother is the grandmother of Peter and is very old and is blind. Heidi feels so bad for the grandmother and weeps. But this is a very good book and if full of adventures!

Age: Any age
How many parts: 2
How many chapters: 24 chapters
Pages: 284
Stars: 3 1/2
Recommended: Yes!

Natalie

P.S.Next my mom and I are going to start "A Window to the World!"

I got a new bike a while ago and now I just thought to tell ya all about it and take a picture of it!

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Just click on that and you can see it! It is the purple one! There is another bright pinkish purple bike but that was my old one. But the one right in the center it my NEW bike!

My mom and I are reading, "Heidi" and I wanted to tell you that I only have 1 more chapter left in the book and I am going to probably finish the book today and so I might write a review! Only 1 more chapter and then we're going to read, "A Window in the World!" I'm trying to finish so we can start this book! I can't wait!

Natalie

We have school this week but no grammer! Every 4 weeks we have a week off of grammer! YAY! Then the week after that it's Spring break! My mom likes it when we don't have grammer because she has 4 kids to teach and so no grammer is less work for the kids and the mom!

I am read, "The Diary of a Anne Frank!" It's good. Every 3 books I read my mom picks a book that she read when she was maybe my age and so this book she read a couple times when she was little. Have you ever read it?

Natalie :) :D :P

My brother has a new blog and he is going to be writing a new story! Can you kind of start reading his blog cause he is new and I think I am the only one reading it! So if you don't mind....could you please read his blog!

It is firemaster.homeschooljournal.net

Thanks!

Natalie

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If you go to 30secondfunnies.blogspot.com you can find a funny story on the first post that you see! It's funny!

I want to thank Kaity, on of the poster on 30secondfunnies, for editing my book I wrote! Thanks, Kaity!

Hey, do you like mt new template? I do! I have a question. Do you know how to delete a side-bar thing? There is something that you can see on the right side of my blog that I don't want there. So if you know how to delete a side-bar thing....please tell me!

Natalie

Here are the last chapters of my book! Hope you like them! Then after this I will tell you whats been going on lately!

Chapter 4

The next morning when I woke up, Aunt Misty was already making dear meet. Not the best thing to have for breakfast, I thought.

“Thank you,” I said.

“Your welcome. You might want to get use to eating this because this is what I make every chance I get,” Aunt Misty said.

“And what do you do when you don’t get a chance?” I asked.

“I got to town and steal some food, no biggie,” Aunt Misty said.

“Steal?” I said very surprised.

“What else could I do? I can’t starve myself,” she said.

“I guess so. But once you get your memory back you can’t steal anymore,” I said.

“I don’t think I will even remember that I had stolen,” Aunt Misty said, “I forgot your name, what is it again?”

“Kennedy,” I said.

Krissy was still asleep by the bucket of water. Her leash was around her neck and tied to a tree near by.

I sighed.

“Oh, dear, you must be very happy that you sighed,” Aunt Misty said.

“When you sigh it means someone is sad,” I said.

“Oh, well, then, oh, dear, you must be so sad that you sighed,” Aunt Misty, said again but with different words.

“I miss my parents,” I said.

“What happened to them?” Aunt Misty asked.

“Don’t you remember?” I asked as she handed me a piece of meat, “They died not to long ago.”

“No, I don’t remember but you just told me so…ok!” Aunt Misty said.

While I ate I looked at Aunt Misty and wondered how she could have forgotten everything. She didn’t really act normal. She was eating very strangely and just…I have never seen anyone like this, well, maybe an animal, but not a person.

I looked at Krissy, she had gotten up and was begging for food.

“Here ya go, Krissy,” I said as I handed Krissy the rest of m dear meat.

“That names sounds very familiar,” Aunt Misty said.

“It was my mom’s name and is my dog’s name,” I said.

“Oh,” Aunt Misty said and then went back to eating.

“So, what do we have to do today?” I asked trying to make a conversation.

“We need to go out on the highway and search for more food,” Aunt Misty answered.

“Oh, lovely,” I said disappointed.

“And then to the stream and get more water, then to get more fruit,” Any Misty said.

“Oh!” I said getting excited.

“I will go out on the highway because I have done if more often, and then you can get the water and more fruit and then we’ll meet back here once we’re all done,” Aunt Misty said.

Once everyone was done eating, Aunt Misty, me, and Krissy got up, Aunt Misty going on way, and Krissy and I going the other.

Krissy and I traveled to were I had first lived for a very short while and picked up the fruit I had gotten. Went back to the camp and set all of the fruit down next to the water bucket. And then took the water bucket and went back to my camp and filled the bucket with water.

When I went back to the camp I thought, maybe we should make another bucket since Krissy and I are Aunt Misty are here. It would be easier so I wouldn’t have to go back so often.

When Aunt Misty came back I told her my idea.

“No, It took a long time to make a bucket and I don’t want to make another one,” Aunt Misty said.

“I will make it if you want,” I said.

“That’s fine with me but it was very hard,” Aunt Misty said.

I walked over to a tree and peeled some wood of it. I then got one more small piece for the bottom and then some tree pitch and stuck the pieces of wood together.

“There we go,” I said, “It wasn’t that hard.”

“Humph,” Aunt Misty said.

I then went to the stream and filled my water bucket with water. When I came back Aunt Misty was making lunch.

“I hope you like dear meet with fruit,” she said.

“Not on it I hope,” I said.

“Of coarse not!” Aunt Misty said, “With it.”

As she cooked it over the fire I walked Krissy. She needed a nice walked to I took her leash and walked her a little ways. She was happy to walk, I could tell, because she looked very proud of herself.

When I got back Aunt Misty was eating and my dinner was on a piece of wood Aunt Misty used for cooking on.

“There ya go,” Aunt Misty said with food in her mouth.

“What about food for my dog?” I asked.

“Oh, yeah,” Aunt Misty said as she grabbed a small piece of meat off of hers and tossed it to Krissy, “Here ya go, doggy,”

“Thanks,” I said, “For making this,”

“Ya-ha,” She said.

I ate the rest of my meal in peace. I watched Krissy chew on her meal and lick her chops. I watched Aunt Misty do the same, chew on her meal and lick her chops. I think she forgot how to eat, I thought.

After lunch I walked down with Krissy to the beach. It was beautiful, I think Krissy thought so too, she jumped into the water and barked for me to come also. I ran into the water and got half wet. I laughed and then Aunt Misty called me. Krissy and I ran out of the water and toward her voice.

When he got there she was making diner, “Thanks,” I said.

“Here ya go,” she said and handed Krissy and me a piece.

After we ate and I had a mango we all went to bed. I slept ok; it was hard to get a good night sleep on ground. The next morning I had a very sore back.

“My back hurts!” I said.

“You get used to it,” Aunt Misty said.

“Ok,” I said doubtfully.

As I ate a banana for my breakfast I wondered what would happen when Aunt Misty got her memory back. What if I had to tell her about Arthur dieing again? What if she made me go back to the police? What if the police didn’t believe me when I tell them that I didn’t poison Uncle Arthur? What will happen?

I was so bored that day. There is nothing to do with someone who has lost their memory. So I got a stick and taught Krissy how to play fetch. She didn’t do well at first but she got a hang of it.

“Good girl,” I said when she brought the stick back to me.

“What are you doing?” Aunt Misty asked.

“I taught her how to fetch,” I said.

“What is that?” Aunt Misty asked.

“You throw a stick and Krissy will catch it and bring it back to you,” I said.

“No, that can’t happen,” Aunt Misty said.

“No, really, you want to try it?” I asked.

“Sure,” my aunt said.

She cam over and took the stick away from me and threw it. Krissy ran and jumped and caught it in the air.

“Wow! It really does work,” Aunt Misty said as Krissy brought the stick back to her.

“I told you,” I said with a happy smile on my face.

The dog came and knocked my aunt over on to a rock!

“Aunt Misty! Are you all right?” I asked.

“My, Kennedy, haven’t you grown since the last time I saw you! Wait a minute, were are we?” Aunt Misty said.

Chapter 5

“Oh, Aunt Misty! You have your memory back!” I said.

“What do you mean?” asked Aunt Misty.

I sighed. Then I told Aunt Misty everything, everything about my parents, about uncle Arthur, about the police, and her almost dieing, and how she had lost her memory.

“What? My husband died?” she asked after I told her.

“I’m sorry,” I said.

Aunt Misty sighed and sat down, “So you need to talk to the police right?”

“Yes, but I don’t want to! Why would I poison my uncle?” I said shouting.

“I know dear, but you can’t-“ she stopped, “All of the sudden I just had a flashback. I…was…somewhere…in a house…next to a bed…with a needle.”

“What?” I shouted, “What did the bedroom look like?” I asked because I just had a thought, maybe she poisoned Uncle Arthur without even knowing that it was it was uncle Arthur!

“Um…I don’t know. A queen size bed, white quilt, yellow curtains, and in the bed was a young man, about the age of forty-five,” Aunt Misty said.

“That was how old uncle Arthur was!” I said.

Krissy, who was beside me, started barking but I told her to stop.

“Oh, no. The person in the bed looked a lot like Arthur,” Aunt Misty said, “What am I going to do? I killed my own husband without even knowing it?”

“We’re going to get out of this. But I do think…” I sighed, “I do think we should talk to police. Or both of us will end up in jail for the wrong reason.”

“I guess your right,” Aunt Misty said, “Let’s start going.”

We walked and passed the stream and my bed made out of leaves. Then we made it to the woods and kept going. Once we got to the end of the woods Aunt Misty and me sighed.

“Let’s go,” I said.

We walked trying not to notice all of the people gasping and getting their phones out. We headed for the police station trying not to worry.

“Now remember, Kennedy. Whatever happens, I will take you in once we get out of hear,” Aunt Misty said.

“Really?” I asked almost shouting. I was so glad that I could live with her!

“Yes,” Aunt Misty said.

“Oh thank you!” I said as we walked into the police station.

We went up to the front desk and Aunt Misty said, “We need to talk to someone, a police-men please,” I said.

“I am a police-men,” the man behind the front desk said.

“We need to be in privet please,” Aunt Misty said.

“Well, ok. Come with me, but you’re going to have to leave your dog here,” the man said.

I sighed but left Krissy there with someone to watch her.

We went behind the front desk and followed the man into a small room.

“What’s your problem?” the man asked.

“This is going to sound strange but-“ Aunt Misty said but was interrupted.

“Just tell me,” the mad said.

Then Aunt Misty and I told him everything. It was very hard but we did.

“So… you killed you husband with knowing it because you lost your memory, some police men wanted to talk to this young lady because they thought that she killed him because she was living with him because her parent died?” the mad asked.

“Right,” Aunt Misty and I said at the same time.

The man sighed, “I don’t know what to believe. I mean I no they story about you,” and he pointed at Aunt Misty, “But how could you be alive?”

“It’s true. And just remember, I didn’t remember anything,” Aunt Misty said.

“Listen, I know it’s hard to believe, but it’s true. You should just be glad I came back here!” I said.

“I will go talk with a high police man and he will decide what to do, and if you need to stay here we will bring it to a judge, but for tonight you need to stay here,” the man said.

“Oh, thank you,” Aunt Misty said.

We followed him to another room were some people were in, he took a key from a whole bunch of keys and unlocked it, “You’ll be staying here for the night,” he said.

Aunt Misty and I sighed. We really didn’t want this to happen. I stared at the other people in the jail.

“Hello,” I said.

Nobody said anything. I bit my lip and as I did this I sighed. A few hours later the same man came and let us out. We followed him into another small room were another police man was standing.

“So tell me everything,” the man said.

After we said this we did tell him everything just like I had told Aunt Misty everything and just like Aunt Misty and I had told the other police man everything. After we were done the man sighed.

“I don’t want to be mean, because I believe you but. I just don’t know what to do,” the man said.

“I have an idea! How about let us go?” I said.

The man sighed again, “If you aren’t going to be running away from any police men anymore, and you aren’t going to lose your mind and kill someone then…..I will let you go this one time,”

“Really?” I asked.

“Yes, but you have to behave,” the man said.

“We will, thank you so much!” Aunt Misty said.

“But what about this young lady? Her parents died,” the man said.

“I am her aunt, I will take care of her,” Aunt Misty said.

The man smiled, “That’s fine with me,”

Aunt Misty and I followed the man out of the room with a smile on our faces. When we got Krissy from the person I had let take care of her, I thanked him and then my aunt said.

“Thank you so much. But one thing, where will we live?” Aunt Misty asked the man.

“You can live right were your husband lived,” the man said.

“Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you!” Aunt Misty and I said.

“Your welcome,” the man said with a smile

*****

As Aunt Misty and me left the police station we still had smiles on our faces. We walked toward Uncle Arthur’s house and we were so happy we could have shouted.

When we got to uncle Arthur’s house we opened the door and I trotted in and laid down on the couch. All my stuff was here and all we had to do was buy some cloths for Aunt Misty. I new life was going to get better.

“Aunt Misty, I have a feeling we will have a fun life that will last forever and forever” I said and Aunt Misty nodded because she new I was right!

Chapter 6

“Aunt Misty, dance like this!” I shouted to aunt Misty.

We were dancing in the living room having a blast. We were going to go for a walk but we decided to just dance and dance and have fun.

“I am to tired! Let’s take a brake,” Aunt Misty said with a smile on her face. I also had one on mine.

We sat down and turned on the TV. We put in the movie called, “ You’ve Got Mail.” That is a great movie for little girls and their moms to watch together, except my aunt ane me watched it.

Krissy was curled up beside me, sleeping soundly.

My aunt and me watched her breath.

“Isn’t she cute?” I asked.

“Yes, she is,” Aunt Misty said, “And you are, too.”

“Thanks, I am glad that you took me in,” I said.

“I am, too,” Aunt Misty said.

As we watched our movie we had smiles on our faces. We had the best time together just like I had with Uncle Arthur. I new that this would be the best life!
“Thank you for everything you have done for me,” I said.

“Your welcome,”

P.S.I am reading, The Diary of A Young Girl, Anne Frank and it's really good!

Ok, first the great news. I want to, when I am done writing the book and even have a title for it, maybe send this book to a agent and have them read it and if they like it then maybe publish it! Isn't that great! Now time for the second and third chapter of my book!

Chapter 2

“What?” said uncle.

“Someone was on the phone named Jerald and-,” I said.

“Jerald?” Arthur asked, “I haven’t heard from him for years,” Arthur said.

“They were in a car accident!” I cried.

I cried and cried in my uncle’s arms, “I’m so sorry,” he said over and over again.

Later that night I didn’t talk at all, I ate and then went straight up to bed. I lay there and thought, it didn’t get better, it got worse. Once I got to sleep it was, 11:30 P.M. and I slept in that day.

When I finally woke up that night I went downstairs and saw that my uncle wasn’t there. I went to his bedroom, he was there sleeping. He was probably said also, for he had been good friends with my parents, I think he once worked for the U.S.A. also.

I went into the dining room and got a bowl and cereal. When I was done I sat down at the dining room table but didn’t eat anything. I just cried and cried.

“I thought everything was going fine!” I whispered to myself, “Why did this have to happen?” My face had tears everywhere. When I looked down I saw that all my tears ran onto my shirt, I smiled and then cried more.

“Hey,” Uncle Arthur’s voice said, “I heard you crying.”

“Sorry, I woke you,” I said.
“No, you have a right to cry,” he said, “I know what it feels like. I lost someone, too.”

I went and hugged him, “If you don’t mind, I want to stay here with you.”

“That’s fine, you can stay here as long as you want,” Arthur answered.

I hugged him and hugged him. I couldn’t bear the thought of both my parents dead.

“I’m glad,” I said.

I go back to the dining room and laugh.

“What?” Arthur asked.

“While I was crying my cereal got soggy. Can I make some more?” I asked.

“That fine,” he said and smiled.

I dumped out my cereal and rinsed my bowl and put new cereal in it. I sighed. I felt another tear slide down my cheek. I wiped it off with the back of my hand. I sat down next to my uncle and started to eat.

“I am so sorry that this happened to you. When this happened to me…I…was so sad,” Uncle Arthur said.

“Thanks, but what you said, it isn’t you fault,” I said.

“I know, but like you said, I know what it feels like,” he said.

The rest of breakfast I didn’t talk. I kept sighing and sighing because of my lost. I had first lost my older brother and now my parents. Who do I have? I thought.

I hardly talked the rest of the day. I was just so sad. At dinner we ate and I just said that what uncle Arthur made was good. He made a potato soup with carrots and things like that in it.

After dinner I went up to bed and slept. I hardly got any sleep that night.

When I woke up uncle Arthur had made pancakes and bacon.

“Yum! Thanks for making this! This will cheer me up a bit!” I said happily.

“Are you a bit better?” Uncle Arthur asked.

“Yes, I suppose so,” I said.

I got a plate and dished myself up some food. I sat down and started to chew and juicy bacon.

“Did you know that I like bacon juicy?” I asked.

“Your father did,” Arthur said.

“Oh,” I said and sighed. The thought of my father made me sad again.

“Did you get a good night sleep?” Arthur asked changing the subject.

“Kind of,” I answered.

Once we were done eating I went up stairs and got dressed. I put on some overalls and a bright blue long sleeved shirt on. While I was up stairs I got my book and went down stairs and just sat down in the living room couch and read. Read and read and read.

When I was done I raised my head and saw that it was about lunchtime. I went into the kitchen and saw Uncle Arthur making P.B. and J.

“Thanks,” I said as I walked into the room.

“I didn’t want to bother you while you were reading so I just made this, I hope that this is O.K.” Uncle Arthur said.

“Yes, it’s fine,” I said with a smile.

“Good, here ya go,” he said as he handed me a plate with a sandwich on it.

“Thanks,” I said and sat down at the table.

Uncle Arthur sat down opposite side of me.

We didn’t talk much the rest of the day, uncle Arthur was writing his report for the newspaper and I was reading. That night before dinner I told uncle Arthur that I was going to take a walk. I went outside and went around the block. It gave me enough time to think about what has happen and what will happen.

When I got home my uncle was standing next to a big box.

“What’s in there?” I asked.
“You’ll see, come here and open it,” Arthur said.

I went over to it and opened it up. Inside was a little puppy.

“Oh, Uncle Arthur!” I said, “Thank you, thank you, thank you!”

“I thought that you might want a friend,” he said, “What are you going to name it?”

“Is it a boy or girl?” I asked.

“Girl,” Arthur said.

“I am going to name it after my mother, Krissy,” I said.

“Oh, good. And your welcome!” uncle Arthur said proudly.

The puppy came up and licked my face. I smiled; it felt like I was finely happy again!

That night I want to bed thanking God for the puppy, Krissy was at the edge of my bed lying there sleeping. She was so adorable! Once I fell asleep I woke up again and got Krissy and put her right next to me.

The next morning I went to the dining room but Uncle Arthur wasn’t there. I want up stairs and there he was. Sleeping, I think. I went up and checked his breathing, he wasn’t breathing at all! I had to do something! I went and got the phone and called 911.

“Hello, what is your problem?” a voice said.

“My uncle is lying in bed not breathing, come to 397, Ornate Road,” I said very fast.

“Ok, we will be there as soon as we can,” the voice said.

I went back up stairs.

“There coming,” I said into my uncle’s ear.

Once they got here they went up and brought Uncle Arthur down and to the hospital. I went along also but when I wanted into the room they said I had to leave.

Soon a lady came out and said,” Kennedy Robertson?”
“Yes?” I asked standing up quickly.

“I am sorry to tell you but your uncle is not going to make it, poison was injected into his body. I am so sorry for your lost,” the lady said, “And if you don’t mind the police want to talk to you.”

“What?” I asked, “You think I did it? Why would I do that? He is my uncle!”

“I’m sorry but your going to have to step back here, ma’m,” the lady said.

I didn’t follow the lady. I ran out of the building and to my house. I got Krissy and just ran. Ran, ran, and ran as fast as I could. I mean, it was crazy, they thought I did it!

I ran until I got to the woods, I looked back, sighing and then took my first step into the forest.

Chapter 3

As I stepped into the forest I thought, maybe I shouldn’t do this, but then I thought, but the police and so then I decided to keep going.
Krissy, trotting beside me, was happy unlike me who was back at the beginning when her parents died. The trouble started all over again.

That day I traveled and traveled. I didn’t talk at all because all only something I could talk to was Krissy and I felt weird talking to her.

I looked around and saw that they had traveled so far that they had come to a jungle. The leaves were very big and green and if you went a little further there was the ocean. I heard the sound of rushing water. I looked everywhere because by now I was very thirsty. I turned north-east and walked forward a little, and soon there was a stream of fresh water that I could drink from.

I thought that if I was going to live here I was going to have to make myself a bed. I got some of the big leaves and laid them down next to the stream. And then I remembered that I needed food for Krissy and I.

I got up and went searching for anything I could eat. The things that I found were, pieces of fruit like, coconut, bananas, pineapples, and mangos, and then I drank coconut milk and the fresh water from the stream.

“I guess we really are going to live here,” I said to Krissy with a sigh.

I lied down and slept the rest of the day not even thinking of what Krissy would do.

When I woke up I saw that Krissy was gone. I got up and started searching. I new I would find her but I was still worried. I searched near the stream and my bed, no Krissy. I searched near the ocean, no Krissy.

After the whole day of searching I gave up, but a minute later I heard a strange noise. It was the noise of singing, strange singing in fact.

I went to where I heard the voice coming from and found another camp.

“What in the world?” I said aloud.

“Who goes there?” a strange familiar voice said.

“I’m looking for my dog, have you seen him?” I cry.

“Yes, I have seen your dog. She came over hear to the smell of meat,” the voice said.

“Do you no where he went?” I asked.

I went a little farther and a women with her back turned toward me was sitting on a log.

“She went that way,” the lady said and pointed to the right.

“Who are you?” I asked.

The lady turned around and said, “I don’t know,”

When the lady turned around I was so surprised I almost fell over.

“You’re…. umm…you’re alive,” I said.

“A…yes. I’m alive,” the lady said.

“You don’t understand…. you’re my Aunt Misty,” I said in amazement.

“How can I be you’re a-“ Aunt Misty said and then stopped, “You do look strangely familiar.”

“I no! We all thought you were dead! How can you be alive?” I asked quickly.

“I don’t know. I think I lost my um…. memory,” Aunt Misty said.

“But we all thought you were dead? You died in a car crash,” I said.

“Well, I’m alive so…in other words…you were wrong. I’m alive,” Aunt Misty said her long blonde hair down to her knees.

“Wow! You’re hair has grown a lot,” I said.

“My, I guess it has,” she said.

Then there was a sudden barking in the distance.

“Krissy!” I cried.

“That name sounds very familiar,” Aunt Misty said.

“It was the name of my mother, she died about three days ago,” I said wondering if I should tell her about Uncle Arthur.

“Well, if I’m your aunt…were is your uncle?” Aunt Misty asked.

I sighed.

“He died today. They doctors said that he was poisoned. The police think it was me and that’s why I’m out here,” I said.

“And what is his name?” Aunt Misty asked.

“Arthur,” I said.

“Ohh…” Aunt Misty said and then started to cry, “I remember him.”

“I’m sorry, he would have loved to see you here,” I said.

Krissy came over to me and I picked her up.

Aunt Misty was still crying and I went over to her. I hugged her even though I didn’t want to.

Then all of the sudden, the crying stopped. Aunt Misty looked down at me and said, “Thank you. I don’t remember what it felt like to be hugged. I have a question, who are you?”

“I am Kennedy Robertson. I am Krissy’s daughter,” I said.

“The dog’s?” Aunt Misty asked.

“No, that was my mom’s name remember?” I said.

“No,” Misty said.

“Listen, I need to live here and you’re the only one who knows how to live this way,” I said, “Can I please live with you and you can teach me how to live this way and in the mean time I am going to help you get your memory back.”

“Ok, but just be careful,” Aunt Misty said.

“I will be careful,” I said.

“First we need to make a…a…” Aunt Misty said, “Leash for the dog,”

“Ok,” I said.

“Get some of the vine over there,” Misty said pointing at a long rope of tree vine.

I went up and gave it to Misty.

“Give me your dog,” she said as I handed her Krissy.

She tied the rope loosely around Krissy’s neck and tied it in a knot.

“There we go,” she said once she was done.

“Hey, by the way. How did you get meat?” I asked Aunt Misty.

“There’s a highway with cars not to far from here. They run over deer and I go and get some and cook it and eat it,” said Misty.

“Oh,” I said.

“Come on lets eat,” Misty said.

I sat down next to her on the log and she gave me some meet. I ate it happily.

“Do you have some water?” I asked.

“In that bucket,” Misty answered.

I went over to it and there was water in it. I put it up to my mouth and drink it. I brought it over to where Misty and I were sitting.

“Do you have any meat for Krissy?” I asked.

“Who?” Misty asked.

“My dog,” I said.

“Oh yes, here ya go,” she said and tossed Krissy some meat.
The dog chewed on it happily licking it lips every few seconds.

That night we all went to bed. Misty laid down and bumped her head against a rock

“Aunt Misty, are you all right?” I asked.

“Yes, dear, I’m fine. Lets go to sleep because we have a long day ahead of us,” Aunt Misty said.

I hope you like this! I am going to write the next chapter right now!

Chapter 1

“Uncle, what are you doing?” I ask.

“I am doing a report on my niece, Kennedy!” Uncle Arthur said.

My Uncle Arthur is a reporter for the Kitzmans Reports, a newspaper company. He was famous! He helped the needy and everything! He was my uncle. My name is Kennedy Robertson. I was living with my uncle for a year or so because my mom and dad were on some secret mission. My mom and dad are spies for the U.S.A. and my uncle wanted me to stay with him.

“Say something!” My uncle said.

“Hi, my name is Kennedy Robertson and I am 13 years old!” I say happily.

My uncle and I get along great. He understands everything I tell him. You would think that he isn’t home a lot, but he is! He works at home and then sends in the report once he’s done!

“Now, if you get annoyed, just pretend that I’m not here!” Uncle Arthur said.

I sat down on the couch and picked up my book. I started reading but knowing that my uncle was right next to me didn’t help much.
I turned my head and gave him a look which made all of us laugh. I heard a timer, “Oh, Uncle Arthur it’s time to eat, you’re not going to video me while I’m eating are you?”

“Maybe,” he answered.

We all went into the dining room and I opened the oven. The air filled with the smelled of steak and mushrooms.

“Mmmm,” My uncle said, “That does smell delishes!”

“Thank you, I made it myself!” I say proudly.

I had set table with nice blue glass places and whine glasses I liked to play with. My uncle had whine and I had apple juice because I was way to young to have whine.

My uncle got a fork and knife and started cutting into the juicy meat.

“This is just the way I like it, nice and juicy!” My uncle said with a cheer.

“I know that, it’s mine too,” I say.

I got some napkins and set them in the middle of the table, uncle Arthur and I took one and wiped our mouths.

“I haven’t had this good of meal for a long time. Your aunt made me it two nights before she passed away,” Arthur said.

Aunt Misty had die two years ago and it took uncle Arthur a little while to get over what had happen.

“I’m sorry she died,” I said.

“Well, it wasn’t your fault was it?” uncle Arthur said.

“I guess not but it still hurts,” I said for I had lost my older brother not too long ago. He was also working for the U.S.A. and had died in another secret mission, “I know what it feels like,”

“I know,” Arthur said and took another bite of steak.

The camera was set upon me while I was eating.

“I am going to write everything we say and do,” Arthur said after a while.

That night we watched a movie and then went to bed. I couldn’t help thinking about how lucky I was to have a family who loves me. I new that tomorrow my family will call me to tell me that they are coming home and the next day I will hug and kiss them!

*

The next morning I woke up and went down stairs. My uncle was there eating cereal.

“Did you tape me sleeping?” I ask.

“No, I am just going to say that you slept through the night,” my uncle said with a smile.

I went to the counter and got some cereal and a bowl. I poured cereal into the bowl and poured milk into it. I went up to the table and started eating.

My uncle brought up a camera from under the table and started taping me.

I smiled and kept eating trying to not think about it. Once I was done the phone rang.

“I’ll get it!” I yelled.

I ran to the nearest phone and put it up to my ear. “Hello?” I say into the receiver.

“Hello, Kennedy?” my dads voice said.

“Dad!” I yell.

“We’re heading your way!” dad said.

“Your safe right?’ I ask.

“We’re fine, you want to talk to mom?” dad asks.

“Sure, love you!” I say.

“Love you too, “ dad said.

“Hello, honey,” mom said.

“Mom!” I yell, “How are you?”

“Fine,” mom said happily

“Did everything go ok?” I ask.

“Yes, we’re all fine and me and your father are coming back right now, we will see you tomorrow morning,” mom said.

“Ok, love you!” I said.

“Love you, too, bye!” mum said.

“Bye,” I say and hung up the phone and ran into uncle Arthur.

“Were you taping me?’ I ask.

“Yes, is that a problem?” he said.

“No, but at least their coming home tomorrow!” I said.

I went upstairs to get dressed, “You’re not going to tape me now,” I say with a smile and went up stars.

When I got into my room I but on a nice blue pare of jeans and a pink shirt that said, ‘glamorous,’ on it. I walked down stairs to see that my uncle was waiting at the bottom with his camera.

“Here is she the beautiful and glamorous niece of mine!” he said.

I smiled and walked down the stairs like a movie star might do. When I got down there I hugged my uncle, “I have the best life!”

Uncle Arthur hugged me back and said, “Yes, you are a glamorous star!” he says with a smile.

I laughed and hugged him tighter and tighter until it hurt. I ran around the room so he couldn’t get me on tape and ducked under things for fun. We all laughed and laughed until it was lunchtime.

“So…what do you want?” uncle asks.

I thought for a minute, ”A P.B. and J!” I say.

“Ok,” uncle said and got down, peanut butter, strawberry jam, a spoon and butter knife, a plate, and two pieces of jam.

He took one piece of bread and put peanut butter on it and with the other piece of bread jam on it. He put it together and put it on the place and gave it to me, “Hear ya go,” he said.

“And what are you going to have?” I asked him.

“Not hungry,” he said.

“Ok,” I sat down at the table and ate my sandwich.

“Thank you,” I said.

“Uh- ha,” uncle said.

He put his camera on me again and I smiled, “This is embarrassing,”

“Oh, just forget your even here,” he said.

“How can I do that?” I said and laughed.

I ate my sandwich in silence, uncle Arthur still taping me.

When I was done eating sat down and read my book, he still taping me.

At dinnertime we ate chicken noodle soup and then went to bed. That night I dreamt of my whole life being like this and if it got even better it would be a dream.

The next morning I got up and went down stairs. My uncle had made pancakes for this special day and they were in the middle of the table.

“I thought you would never get up!” he said.

“Hey, were is you camera?” I ask.

“I’m done with the report I just have to right it out!” he said with a smile.

I got up and got a plate and some syrup. When I sat down and started to eat the phone rang.

“I’ll get it!” I said as I raced to the nearest phone.

“Hello?” I said.

“Hello, this is Jerald, you might not know me but I work with your mother and father,” the voice said.

“Yes?” I said my voice sounding worried.

“I am sorry to tell you this but your father and mother have perished in a car accident,” Jerald said.

“What?” I ask.

“I am sorry to tell you this so surprisingly but,” Jerald said, “That is what happened.”

I hung up the phone and ran into my uncle’s arms, “My mother and father are dead!”

Natalie

This book if you don't like to cry and weep then you should not read this review or this book, because this book made me cry! I was glad that I finished all of these books and I was sad that I wouldn't be able to read anymore about these orphans!
These orphans are so nice and comforting in this book, it is a happy and sad book. If I could I would read this whole series all over again, I might have done it! But note to all readers is that there is 14 chapters on the 13th book. Just go forward a couple pages after the 13th chapter!

I love this book, there is dieing and living. There is sad and happy. There is dieing of a good mother, dieing of a mean villan, not going to tell you who! And in the end one baby comes into the world!

I have to tell you that the 13th and the 14th chapter of The End are my favorite chapters. If you are reading The Series of Unfortunate Events, just to remind you....don't skip that The End because of all of them books, the 13th one would be my favorite. I cried and cried last night about a couple things because I couldn't stand of the losses of some people loved.

But even if your not reading this series I would have you read it!

The problem is that there is only 5 stars, and if I could, I would give it about 15. So 5 stars but remember I cried, and in other words, read the books!

Natalie

P.S.If your a BIG fan of Lemony Snicket check out his website lemonysnicket.com and some of theses books if not all your questions were not answered like me! Lemony Snicket: unauthorzide autobiography and Beatrice Letters! The first on has answers to some of your questions and the second one is abou the girl who he deadacates all his books too! Now in Beatrice Letters it is her mail they said! And so I can't wait to read both of these books! DUH!

I have been reading this cool blog. They review kid's young adult's books! It is teenlitreview.blogspot.com Look at it! It is really cool!

Natalie

P.S.If you are looking for the LAST chapter of, "The Ark," it's in the post below!

P.S.S.I finished another book but I am not going to do a review, sorry. But if you go to Books Read in 2008 you can see what it is.

P.P.S.S.The book was very good!

Here is the LAST chapter of the ark. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did writing it!

9

They worked and worked on the ark for the last couple days, finally God said,” We are done, you must stay tonight and tomorrow it will start raining and there will be a flood, all animals that are good will go on the ark and will be saved along with all of you, Jefferson family,”

All of them were so shocked because of how fast time had traveled; they thought they at least had another day or two.

That night they went to sleep to get a good rest before the big day tomorrow.

“Do you think we will be all right?” Adam asked Mrs. Jefferson.

“Yes, I know that with God, he won’t let us down,” she answered.

After those few sentences they all fell asleep and dreamt of everything that could happen to them on the ark. They dreamt that what if there was a leak in the side of the ark and they all drowned. They also thought that the ark could travel safely and have no troubles. But then they remembered, what if there is a leak and the dreamt everything all over again.

They kept dreaming and dreaming until Stuart couldn’t take it anymore. He woke up, and called for God. “God,” he asked, “I can’t sleep, can we talk?”

“About your dreams?” God asked.

“How did you know?” Stuart asked.

“Remember, I know everything from the past to right into the future,” God answered.

“I just keep thinking that something will happen and nobody will survive,” Stuart said.

“When you are in my care, nobody will die or get hurt,” God said, “Now let your dreams vanish,”

“Thank you, God,” Stuart said and walked back to where is family was sleeping. He lied down and had happy dreams. He no longer dreamt that something was going to happen to him and his family.

That morning they all awoke to the feel of raindrops on their foreheads. Stuart stood up and called for God again, “God, now is the time right?”

“Yes,” God answered, “Take this,” God gave him a long wooden staff, “This is to help you with your work,”

“Thank you,” Stuart said.

He walked over to the finished ark and stood by the entrance. He held his staff in his right hand and stamped it on the ground, a few minutes later all good animals came and got into the ark. He wondered what he did and then he got the answer, “When you stamped it on the ground, it made all the animals awake, along with your family,” God said.

As the animals got into the ark he saw his family awake and also come to the ark. He walked toward them and said, “How did you sleep?”

“Good,” they all said at once.

“It’s raining awful hard,” Suzie said.

“Yeah,” Adam agreed.

“It’s God’s plan,” Stuart said.

A few minutes later it started raining harder and harder and soon everyone and everything was one the ark. The water had grown deep and started to go above their knees. Soon God said,” Stuart, stomp your staff again and it will close the door,”

As soon as Stuart heard this he stamped his staff and the door immediately closed. A few more minutes later it started to rain harder and harder and harder! The water covered half of the ark. Soon they started to float away from where they had built the ark. Soon the water got very high and waves splashed against the sides.

“What are we going to do?” Suzie cried.

“Just wait and the rain will stop,” Stuart said.

A few days passed and the rain got worse. It almost tipped over and all of them cried, “Help!” but the were fine. A few more days after the rain stopped, but they were in the middle of no-where.

“What are we going to do?” Adam asked.

“God, we need help!” Stuart cried.

“Send out a dove, when it comes back and it has a piece of wood or leave in it’s beak then there’s land and if it doesn’t, wait a couple more days,” was God’s reply.

So Stuart sent out a dove. After a couple days the dove didn’t come back, “What are we going to do?” Stuart asked God.

“Send out another dove,” God said.

So Stuart sent out another dove.

“When is it going to come back?” asked Adam.

“I don’t know, just have wait,” Stuart said.

The Suzie asked, “Are we ever going to get out of this place?”

“Wait,” was Stuart’s reply.

And then Mrs. Jefferson asked, “Are we going to die?”

“No, mother, all of you need to wait, the dove will come back as soon as it finds land,” Stuart said.

A day later they saw a bird flying in the sky, it stopped on the window of the ark. It had a small piece of a leave in it.

“Land ho!” Stuart cried.

“Great,” everyone said.

But days pasted and still no land and then one day they stopped floating. Stuart looked out the window and saw what was beneath them. A small cliff!

“Guys, we made it!” Stuart said.

Mrs. Jefferson gave a small kiss on her son’s cheek, “ I knew you could do this,” she said.

They opened the door of the ark and all the animals came out. They rolled on the ground and laughed and played.

“I am so glad we reached land again!” Adam said and everyone smiled.
They were so happy that Stuart had done everything right and that they had landed safely. They hugged and thanked everyone and everything. A little while later there was a rainbow in the sky, “I am putting this here to show that I will never flood Jemacore again,”

“Thank you, God,” Stuart said.

“No, thank you. Thank you for doing what’s right,” God said.

“How will we get back home? Adam asked.

Everyone thought and thought but had no idea how they were going to get home. When they went to sleep the next morning they woke up back in Kentucky. They all went downstairs and the trunk and globe was still there.

“I think this was the best time of my life,” Stuart said and everyone agreed.

I really hoped you liked my story!

Natalie

I hope you like these chapters! I think you will be surprised on chapter 8!

7

The next morning they woke up in Jemacore lying down in the grass. Stuart was the first on to wake up. When he got up he prayed to God to give them a meal.
Soon when the other Jefferson woke up they saw a big feast with everything they could eat, eggs, toast, pancakes, waffles, and lots more!

“Were did all this food come from?” Mrs. Jefferson asked.

“I prayed to God to give us this nice feast,” Stuart said.

They all started eating and eating and then God said, ”You must start on the ark, but tomorrow you can take a brake,”

Once they were all done eating they started to work. Mrs. Jefferson helping Suzie and some Angles nail together wood, Stuart, Adam, and some other Angles marking the wood along with cutting it.

They had worked for a long time and Mrs. Jefferson said she had to leave.

“Bye mom, see you tonight?” Suzie asked.

“Of coarse, I will be back her tonight,” Mrs. Jefferson answered.

As soon as Mrs. Jefferson left they kept on working and working until dark came and they had a little party for all the hard work they had done. Angles danced while Suzie said with her beautiful voice. Adam and Stuart danced with some of the animals that came to join this party.

“Looks like you have a done a good job,” Jontheya said.

“Why thank you, Jontheya,” Stuart said.

A little while later Mrs. Jefferson appeared at the top of the cliff, Stuart ran to meet her. When he got to the end of the slope he saw her mother in a bright green dress that made her look so gorges that everyone stared at her. Her dress was light green and had vines of flowers sewed into her dress. She had make-up on, for Stuart was surprised for he had never seen his mother wear make-up before in his life!
He walked up to her mother, grabbed her hand and walked her down toward the party.

“Mother, why are you wearing a dress? You didn’t even know there was going to be a party,” Stuart asked.

“You don’t know that, I was the one who planned it with God,” Mrs. Jefferson said.

“Well, you look beautiful,” Stuart told his mother.

“Thank you,” Mrs. Jefferson said.

‘When they got to the party Stuart danced with his mother and then with his sister. He mother stood out like a rose in the middle of a patch of daisies, compared to all the rest of the Jefferson kids who were just wearing dirty jeans and a dirty shirt’ Stuart though.

“Don’t worry, Stuart. Nobody is worrying about how you look,” God told him.

“How did you know I was thinking that?” Stuart asked.

“I am God and I know everything,” God said.

“Oh, that’s right,” Stuart said, “Is that good?”

“What do you think?” God asked.

“I think it would be great,” Stuart said.

“Right,” said God.

Suzie sang a lot of songs like, Beauty and the Beast, and one Stuart didn’t know they name. But that was ok to him; he loved his sister’s voice.

For three more hours they danced and sang and laughed. Later that night Stuart thought that this was the best night of his night and that when his dad got back he would tell him all about this place.

Now here is chapter 8!

8

The next morning the decided to go home for the day, for God had told them that they were going to take a rest and so the Jefferson family thought it would be wise to go back to their real home and do some cleaning up.

“Oh, I don’t want to go back home, I love this place,” Adam said.

“Well, you and your sister and brother can go back to Jemacore once you clean your room,” Mrs. Jefferson said.

Once they got home they found that ball, which was not broken, and put it back into the trunk, all the kids went upstairs except for Stuart who had a question for his mother to answer,” Mother,” he asked, “How did you even find the globe and get here?”

“Well, uhh, you see,” his mother sighed,” I new about this place long before you guys did. I had the trunk locked up in the attic where nobody would find it. I put the trunk here in the living room because I thought it was the right time for you to know,”

“What?” Stuart asked.

“I know it’s hard to believe but it’s true! I’m sorry I did that but I just didn’t want…you see, I thought it would danger our lives,”

“How?” Stuart asked.

“I thought you might tell someone and then they would… you know?” Mrs. Jefferson said,” do something to us and try to get their hands on it,”

“Oh, but why couldn’t you trust us?” Stuart asked, “You can trust as no matter what, mom,”

“You haven’t called me mom for a long time,” Mrs. Jefferson said.

“Wait a minute, mom, did you know about the flood?” Stuart asked.
“Yes, I also put the trunk out their because God and I new that you were the one to build this ark,” Mrs. Jefferson said.
“I know, but why couldn’t you just tell me and show the trunk to me….I wouldn’t have believed you at first but then you could show Jemacore to me,” Stuart said.

“I’m sorry,” Mrs. Jefferson said,” I thought that since you wouldn’t like the house I thought this would be good for you, so you can forget about this place,”

“I know, mom, but why couldn’t you just tell me?” Stuart asked and ran upstairs.

He found Adam in their room,” Where were you? I really did all the cleaning up,”

“Please go get Suzie, I have something to tell you,” Stuart said.

Adam left the room and got Suzie and when they were back Stuart told them about their mom knowing about Jemacore and the trunk the whole time.

“So mom knew and she didn’t tell us because she thought it would put us in danger?” Adam asked.

“Yeah,” Stuart said.

“You guys can’t be mad at mom. She said if it was for our own good,” Suzie said.

“I know, but why couldn’t just she just trust us?” Stuart asked.

“Come on, lets go and talk to mom,” Suzie said.

They all went down stairs to talk to their mom. They looked in the living room, she wasn’t there, but they saw that the lid of the trunk was open. They went over to it and tried to find the ball. Once they found it they stood it up straight and then all put their hands on top of it. They closed their eyes and when they opened them they were in Jemacore.
They walked down the slope and Stuart said, “Mom!”

“What?” Mrs. Jefferson said.

“Come here,” Stuart said.

A little while later their mom got to them and Stuart said,” Mom, I’m sorry. I was just surprised,”

“I know,” Mrs. Jefferson said, “I should have told you earlier,”

“No, mom. It was for our own good,” Stuart said.

The Jefferson family hugged everyone. That night they came back and slept in Jemacore and then the next morning they started to work on the ark.

Natalie

Here is the next chapter of my book! I think I will go ahead and start the 6th chapter while your reading it! P.S.The 4th chapter is below this post!

5

That night when all of the Jefferson kids got home, Stuart had a dream. He dreamed that they didn’t finish the ark and everyone on Jemacore died! When he woke up, at 2:30 A.M, he woke up his sister and brother.

“What?” Adam said in his morning voice.
“We can’t take brakes like this. We need to get back to the ark,” Stuart said, “Come on, help me wake Suzie,”

They walked up the hallway to their sister’s bedroom. She wasn’t there. They went downstairs, still wasn’t there. They looked everywhere they could think of and then Stuart had a though.

“What if she is in Jemacore?” He ask Adam.

“That’s a good thought,” Adam answered, “Lets go look, we are going to go there anyway.”
They walked down from up stairs and into the living room. The living room was dark, but there was only one light on, it was coming from the kitchen.

“Oh, no,” Adam said, “Mom’s in the kitchen!”

“Walk quietly to the trunk,” Stuart said.

They walk slowly and quietly toward the trunk when they got there they lifted the lid and removed the globe. Then a wind swirled around them faster and faster and they closed their eyes. When they opened them they were in Jemacore.
Jemacore was dark just has it was in Kentucky. They traveled down the slope and into the valley.

“Were here,” Stuart shouted trying to call God.

“Why aren’t you up late,” God said.

“We wanted to work on the ark,” Adam said, “Hey, by any chance have you seen our sister?”

“She’s over their working on the ark,” God said.
Adam and Stuart walked over to where their sister was working.

“What are you doing here?” Suzie asked.

“We came to work on the ark,” Stuart said, “You?”
“Same,” Suzie answered.

“Come on guys, lets get to work,” Stuart said.

“I don’t think three people can build a ark this big in 3 weeks,” Suzie said, “Lord, do you think we can have some help?”

“Of coarse,” God answered.

All of the sudden Angles appeared around them with hammers and saws in their hands,” We’re ready to help,” one of them said.

“This is my army,” God said.

“Nice to meet you all,” Suzie said nerveless.

“There is no need to be scared, Suzie,” God said, “This is my army and they won’t hurt you, you asked for help and so I brought you some.”

“Well, let’s get to work!” Stuart cried.

They all got to work, the Angles carrying pieces of wood to the middle of the valley so Suzie and 6 other Angles could nail them together, while Adam and Stuart sawed wood and marked them so they could build this ark right.
The sun was rising when they all looked up.

“Wow! A lot of time passed,” said Adam.

“Yeah,” Suzie said.

“We better get home and into our beds before mom sees that we are gone,” Stuart said.

They started walking home and God said,” Remember be back tonight at 2:30 so you can get a go start on this ark. Oh, I think you should someone about this ark,”

“Mom,” Stuart said.

6

The next morning Suzie woke Adam and Stuart up.

“Come on, we have to go tell mom before she runs out to go shopping,” Suzie said.

They all got and walked downstairs to where their mom was putting on her shoes.

“Mom, we need to tell you something,” Suzie said.

“Right,” Adam said and nudged Stuart.

“We just want to tell you that we….um…..love you!” Stuart said.

“Yeah,” Suzie said rolling her eyes.

“Thanks,” Mrs. Jefferson said.

She walked out the door and Suzie glared at Stuart, ”We love you?” Suzie said loudly.

“Well, maybe we should wait until she gets back,” Stuart said.

“We don’t have time! We need just one more person to help us and you don’t tell her! God told you to build the ark, and now God is telling you to tell your mom about this whole thing…so tell her!”

“Fine,” Stuart said as he ran out the front door. Mom was in the car and Stuart raised his hand. The car stopped. The window rolled down, ”What?” Mrs. J