The galaxy trip
by devang
I felt a big sigh of joy as the school called my mother and said that your son, Mack, is selected to the cooking Challenge. I practiced a lot for this challenge and I was going to make an alien looking pie. My name is Mack and I am 11 years old. I started cooking from 3 years old. My mom thinks that I am too small to call myself a pro but I am one. The challenge was in a stadium right next to my school. "Whoa" I sighed as I saw a bunch of people sitting in the chairs of the stadium. I was feeling some magnetic fields coming from somewhere. All of a sudden my frying pan got crazy and flew me off in the air and unfortunately banged itself to a U.F.O. It was like a saucer and had a lot of lights in it. "What the, how in the world is a U.F.O here?" Mack cried. All of a sudden the U.F.O sucked Mack in from a light and when I was inside I felt I was in the planet of Bionicles. A moment later a alien boy came and started saying bla bla, bru bru. I guess an alien language of course. "Who are you?" Mack asked. "Namac!" he replied. Suddenly, the alarm started ringing. Just then Namac took me into the control panel and I thought I was in a space shuttle. The moment later Namac pressed something and the ship started going in light speed. Within three seconds I reached a Galaxy DC-300. The aliens saw a kind of moon and just then every alien started to transform into a alien werewolf. Namac got scared of the moon and ran away. I ran and ran till I reached the manual controller of the whole ship. " God don't crash me into a strange galaxy!" Mack said in fear. Suddenly Namac came and told me to press the red button and say the galaxy you're going to. At an unbelievable speed I did that and within 2 seconds I was inside Earth seeing my house. Namac hugged me a couple of times and dropped at the front of my house. I wished that Namac comes back and stays here. From then on, I always made a picture of him everyday. I always missed Namac even when my mother took me to chuke Cheese. I always hoped for Namac to come and meet me.
not bad, not bad at
not bad, not bad at all!
"This royal throne of kings, this sceptred isle!" ~ William Shakespear of Avon
good job!
good job!