Me, Chris Sorve, jumped up for the football, the ball bounced off my fingertips. I tried to go back and catch it off the bounce of my hand, but the ball fell too quickly.

Fitch at the end of his lesson. She wants to ask for help, but she is to scaried to. There is a half an hour left in class, she has nothing to do. Screamed a little tiger cub whose name is Nala.

She was exhausted from a long day of sports and school. She knew she had to get to bed early tonight because she had a huge fraction test tomorrow. With a sigh she pulled the blankets up to her head to ward off the cold. Just as she dozed off her phone rang, but she was too tired to answer it. Slowly she drifted off into a deep sleep.

There was a child named Bob and Bob had a history of having nightmares in the middle of the night and wakeing him up and preventing him from doing well in math class, which he had first thing in the morning, espessaly. Ldquo;NO NO NO! .

Then it began, Jack never new what was coming. He layed his head down on the pillow and within minutes it began. Jack was in a deep sleep in the never ending imaginative world, a deep dream. Ldquo;Hello up there, my name is Thundersnow. Ldquo;Hi and who are you? Rdquo; questioned Jack.