Ella+3W

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Mr.Linden's Library
Lauren Grylif was a 14 year old girl. She and her twin brother Michael loved to read. Their life was perfect! They had all the books they ever wanted. That was all that mattered to Lauren.

A block away from their house was a newly built library. Nobody around town was interested in going into that library. Lauren was bored one day,so she decided to take a look around inside of this mysterious library.

"Hello there young child!"exclaimed a vice from behind the desk."I am Mr. Linden!Welcome to my library!" his voice echoed off of every wall."I need no money, for it is they key to suffering.You can rent my books for free, if you'd like." Money was no object for Lauren, but free is always good.

Lauren picked out one book,so as to not seem greedy. She had never read any of the books he had at the library before, but she planned to. Michael woud never have to know. She went up to the desk with a book called //the deadly garden.//

//"//Are you sure you want **//this//** book?" Mr. Linden asked in a quiet whisper. "I'm sure this will do." she said happily, trying to lighten the mood. "Promise me you WILL NOT leave this book open at night while you sleep." he said, quieter this time. Librarians have the wirdest rules Lauren thought to herself.

That night Lauren disgarded the promise she made. She was awoken by a tingling sensation in her arm. A large vine was making its way up and out of the book and up her arm. Before she could scream a hand covered her mouth.

Mr.Linden had warned her, but now it was too late.

The Harp
So it's true ,he thought, it's really true. The Ancient Greek myth about the long lost harp was really true. George was Greek except he did not believe in any of the myths. The tale of The Long Lost Harp was a long one and pretty much said that Athena had lost her harp one night and was never seen again. George picked up the harp and started to play it.

After playing for about a minute he saw that somehow he had summoned Athena. He knew what she wanted. Athena wanted her harp back, except she didn't know that George was not going to make it that easy for her.

"I am Athena, Goddess of..."

" I know who you are," interrupted George.

"Well then surely you must know that, that is my harp!" shouted Athena.

"Yes, I do know. I am not going to let you keep it though."

"How about this: We will have a race and winner keeps the harp!" said Athena forcefully.

"I think we have ourselves a deal."

"Ok then."

Athena was smart and quick. She very well knew that she could cheat, but thought that she did not need it. A fine Goddess like her against a wimpy boy who barely even knew anything. On the other hand, George was confident and nervous. He knew he could cheat and trick Athena.

The race came. George was not going to race. Instead he was going to take the harp and make a run for it. Athena was well prepared. The race started and George's plan worked finely. He had taken the harp to his house.

"Don't think you can hide from me!"yelled Athena.

"Keep the stupid harp!"

"Really?" asked George suspiciously.

"Yes. It is ALL yours," assured Athena.

George immediately started to play it.

"By the way, I cursed the harp. Once you start playing it you just can't stop!" cackled Athena evily.

The rest cannot be told by Jessie who was watching this entire time. He decided to leave and go on with his life as if nothing had happened.

Uninvited Guests His heart was pounding, he was sure he had seen the doorknob turn. Trevor reached fort he handle and gently turned it. It creaked open, and a little mouse emerged. It began crawling up Trevor's legs and came to a rest on his shoulder. "My name is Buster, boy!" the mouse said. Trevor was frozen with shock.

The Seven Chairs
**T** he masked thief stood between the columns of pillars that encased the abandoned ballet studio. The messengers arrived. They strode across the slick floor to the black clad figure. "We destroyed the chairs sir," one, a man, said. The thief made a face behind his mask. He knew a lie when he heard one. "All of them?" the thief asked impatiently. The other messenger, a woman, nodded quickly. More lies, the thief thought. "We burned them all. Except we had some trouble with the police. The fifth ended up in France. Xerxes tore it apart and threw it in the Thames," she said meekly. The thief chuckled silently. "And the seventh...?" he said. Both of the messengers froze. Silence. "Sir, we didn't know-" the man began. "Didn't know? Oh my. That just adds some more to my to-do list, now doesn't it?" the thief mocked. Then he spontaniously caught on fire. The woman was first to realize. "A dummy," she whispered. But it was too late. The pillars began falling. Beams swung off their posts. The glass windows shattered. A domino effect began. The messengers were both dead before they had time to move.

Missing In Venice Even with her mighty engines in reverse, the ocean liner was pulled further and further into the canal. The ship just couldn't get out of he canal.

"Reverse harder," the captain said. The boat just wouldn't budge. What could they do. Will they have to abandoned ship. There was nothing else they can do for the ship. Then the engines stopped running. They pushed her to much.

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