ok i give up!! i am having writer's "loss of inspiration" with the untitled story, so here is a new book called... umm... "chaos crisis"? or maybe... "irish crisis"? no ive got it!! "celtic chaos"!!! ok well here it is!:)
chapter 1
hi everyone! im raylynne mcCrady. i just wanted to tell this hysterical story about my family.
i was trying to write a story for this contest, when...
"raylynne!" my mom, kellyanne, marched into my room at top speed. "lynne, your innana is on her way! from IRELAND! we have to clean this house! find your sisters and lets move MOVE MOVE!!!!!"(innana is gramma). she raced out of my room. now, you have to understand, my gramma is like OCD about dust. if there's a single speck of dust ANYWHERE in our house, you can trust innana to find it. i scurried out of my room and promptly bumped into two of my older sisters, selene and arlette. i asked what they were doing and they said mom told them to dust all of the ceiling fans (which i had dusted already), color coordinate the pencils, then alphabetize and categorize the recycling cans in the pantry! i gulped then headed downstairs to get my instructions from mom...
(end of chapter)
-mgirl
this is my PUPPY!!!!!!!
this was taken by the spillway near sni-a-bar river, or "beaver creek" as some of you have heard us call it:)
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