In the Shakespeare issue, we asked you to send us original stories and poems about fairies and spirits. Here, for your reading pleasure, is one of each.

Halloween Spirits
by JoJo Campbell

It was Halloween night. And everyone was dressed up as goblins, fairies, spirits and ghosts. Everyone was headed to Mrs. Whites Halloween Bash. She was going to have the scariest haunted house ever. But when everyone got there it wasn’t scary at all.

Josephine had come to the party. When she went into the haunted house it wasn’t haunted at all. She always wore the best costume for she had a secret. She was a fairy. And she was planning on helping make the haunted house scarier. Just then, a dark mist began to arise. She knew what was happening. Demetre had come to kill her. But he ended up in the haunted house. He decided to make it scary and made the fake skeletons come to life. Then, everyone ran.

Demetre was right behind her when she tried to fix everything. He started to chat. Ala Me, Ala Tho, Ala Wis. Josephine knew what she had to do. She ran to the highest point of the haunted house and yelled “Fairies!” Just then, all the fairies fluttered down. Josephine told them Demetre was here. They all started chanting:

Ala Me, Ala Tho, Ala Wis, Ala Vow!
Ala Me, Ala Tho, Ala Wis, Ala Vow!
Now Demetre go!

Demetre then vanished. All was safe. But everyone then realized that Josephine was a fairy. She was scared she would have no friends. But, in the end everyone thought she was so cool because she was a fairy. And everyone lived happily ever after. Except for Demetre.

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In The Land of Florham
by Abby Espiritu
 
In the land of Florham,
There was never boredom
 
A place filled with fun
The spirits – Excitement and Mischief’s – work was never done
 
Our spirits were high
Until the pixie, Mayhem, arrived
 
She caused quite a stir
With her long blonde curls and curves
 
Excitement brought fireworks to show off to her
But Mischief played joker, juggling over and over
 
But Mayhem remained calm, though the spirits couldn’t see
All the trouble she was causing in their dear, dear city!
 
Chaos erupted, pandemonium ensued
Nobody liked it, so they started to boo
 
“Mischief, Excitement! You terrible lot!
She’s causing us trouble, you self-headed bots!”
 
“So what should we do?” the worried spirits asked
“Go seek the Head Faerie, before the harvest has past.”
 
“Where will she be? Is she calm and is she kind?”
But they said nothing more than, “She’s up on Woodbind.”
 
Mischief and Excitement went up, to journey, hoping to meet
The legendary Head Faerie, hoping she would be sweet
 
They went through moats, thick forests and trees
They had to persevere, even if it wasn’t with ease
 
They traveled two weeks, knowing their time was few
When finally, Excitement yelled, “Head Faerie! Oh you!”
 
And indeed it was, Woodbind was in sight
So Mischief pushed open the door, with all of his might
 
And there, oh there, stood the Head Faerie
With her white, angelic face, they knew it was her – Serenity
 
“Oh please come to Florham!” the two spirits begged
“What has happened in your town?” Serenity said
 
So the two of them spoke on how Mayhem came
And ever since then, nothing had ever been the same
 
“She’s caused nothing but trouble, we just need some help!”
Serenity stood up, and said, “I’ll come see it myself.”
 
So the three of them journeyed back to Florham with haste
When finally the spirits yelled, “Florham, our trip was not a waste!”
 
As soon as she stepped in, she lifted her hands
“Mayhem, be gone,” Serenity whispered, blowing out white sand
 
All of a sudden, Mayhem flourished and swirled
She was gone, at once! Her hips and her curls
 
And forever in Florham, Serenity stayed
And Florham was serene. That’s how it stayed!

Oh hello. Haven't seen your friendly face around here lately. Where have you been? Are you up to your eyeballs in schoolwork? Do you have spring fever? Are these two opposing forces tearing you apart? Ahhh! Well don't worry, summer vacation is almost here. In the meantime, let's talk.

What are you reading? Both in school and out. READ magazine is done producing our magazines for the year. Oh you probably don't have all the issues in your hands yet. But maybe your teacher has shown you the poetry electronic issue that we put together? Have you seen it? If you haven't, ask your teacher about it. Don't let National Poetry Month slip awayyyyyyyyy...

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Here's to blue skies, good books, and sunshine!

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Sharkville
By Brandon Hemesath Hinckley

It was a bright and sunny day in Sharkville. The town was right by the ocean and the waves were acting really peculiar that day. The waves were getting really high and the town had a tsunami warning to go to higher grounds before it was too late.

Someone started to rob an empty apartment but there was nothing to be stolen there. He got in there fine but there was no one was there.  He started to look for people to rob on the street and couldn’t find anybody. He tried to go back into the apartment again but then again he found no one because of the tsunami warning.

No one knew that someone would still be in Shark Ville. The waves started to get bigger and the waves catapulted big fish and sharks into the town. Fish started to fly everywhere and broke windows and dented cars. While the robber was still trying to find things to steal, a gigantic shark came through the room and scared the living day lights out of the robber. Two clueless ladies that didn’t know about the tsunami warning were walking and saw nothing. How can you miss flying fish and a gigantic shark crashing through the roof of an apartment? Well let’s just say on this fateful day that a shark scared a robber off by falling through the roof.

SHARK ATTACK!
By Holly Easter

So I was minding my own business watching my neighbors fight about what movie to watch. Sue wanted to see Fredzilla while Fin wanted to see Jaws 10. Well, Sue finally got Fin to watch Fredzilla so the fight was over. Then I got bored of watching them watching Fredzilla.

I was heading back to my house when I heard a loud crashing noise. I looked back and Isaw a giant shark coming out of the roof of my neighbors. I feared for my life because I’m too old to die! The only way to protect myself is to call C.S.I New York. But too bad we are in Ohio. I supposed I'd have to get to the bottom of this by myself! I went to ask the neighbors what happened. Then I’ll try to talk to the shark if he doesn’t eat me.

“So Fin please tell me what happened?” I asked.

“Well I was watching Fredzilla when the shark few came through the roof, yelling ‘Don’t hate me cause you ain't me!’And then the shark was snapping his giant teeth at Sue!”

“Thank you, Fin that’s all I needed to know.”I said.

“So Sue can you please tell me what happened?”I asked.

“Yeah, the shark came through the roof. Duhhh!” said Sue.

“Yeah, I kind of saw that,” I said sharply.

Then I walkred toward the shark.

“Umm Mister Shark can you tell me what happened?”

“That mean lady didn’t want to watch my movie Jaws 10!”

High-priced Hijinks
By Elle Yankovich

Ms. Jones wished to buy a townhouse in the middle of town, but the price was barely within reach. Being completely desperate, she hired two boys, Ryan and Phillip. They were high-schoolers by day, but ninjas by night. Since they lived so close to the ocean, Ryan and Phillip came up with a devious plan to help Ms. Jones afford the apartment. They snuck out in the middle of the night, seized a giant shark with their ninja skills, and tossed it onto the neighboring roof of the townhouse Ms. Jones was vying for, creating a giant, unattractive crater.

The Marshall's lived in the townhouse right beside the one Ms. Jones desperately wanted to purchase. They were absolutely devastated at the damage done to their property, and had no idea what could have caused such a thing. Because the boys were ninjas and Ms. Jones was excellent at keeping her mouth shut, the police never found a lead on the case. Ms. Jones received a discount on the townhouse and was able to move in the same week. The Marshall's, however, left the hideous townhouse and headed north to Canada.


Shark Attack
By Ryan Poplawski

The year is 3233 and there is now a country under water that is bigger in size then us, like three times bigger. From what I hear, they don’t like us very much. So they’ve threatened an attack against us. Even though they are bigger, they don’t have the technology like we do.

We were expecting the attack earlier in the day and then there was nothing, so we all went about our buisness. Then all of a sudden a big shark shot out of the water. It flew through the air doing 360s, flipping, then started heading full speed for an apartment. After awhile, it went right through the roof of the apartment but didn't harm anyone. But I was the only one who noticed ...


Secrets Unveiled
By Carolyn Perdue
       Saturday’s are the best for me. It’s the day when I get to relax, read the newspaper, and look for something interesting to happen. That’s really all I wait for, hours and hours to watch the news and look at newspapers and magazines for any mysteries to be solved in Cooper City. But today wasn’t any typical Saturday. I actually found a mystery to be solved. It was the 3 o' clock news that gave me  all the information I needed. The reporter was explained that this morning they found a 7-foot shark that fell from the sky, landing on Vicky’s bakery. This was only a few blocks away from my house. I thought to myself How in the world did a shark magically appeared from the sky, I thought. I smiled, finally a mystery to be solved.

I rushed to get my coat on and get out the door. I went to see Vicky, the bakery owner. She had teary eyes and  didn’t really look like she wanted to talk, but I was going to help her anyways.

“Excuse me Vicky can you please tell me what happened when the shark came through the ceiling?”

She thoughtfor a moment and then replied, “Huh, all I remember was that the shark almost killed me! There was a humongous ruckus that scared me half to death. And then I remember a private jet passing through the sky.”

I mumbled “Do you happen to know what color or a number that was on the jet?”

She answered, “Well I only caught a glimpse of the jet. It had a red stripe on one side of the jet and it was heading south.”

That's all I need, so I said, “Thank you so much, you really helped me out!”

“Anytime Jennie,” she said with a smile.

Well I certainly don’t know anyone with a jet.  I had to go back home it was getting chilly outside and I needed some time to think to myself. Once I arrived, I went to lie down on my hammock. I was enjoying watching the clear blue sky and finding shapes of clouds. After a while, I started to drift away in my sleep.

My eyes were almost closed but opened quickly when I saw a private jet with a red stripe pass by. I frantically got up and saw five numbers reading 62947. I ran to my bike and started peddling as fast as a cheetah running for its prey. The jet was going north this time and when I finally gave up I wrote down everything in my notebook that I just seen. Now it’s time to ask if anyone knows anything about this jet.

If anything the person who owns the jet is likely to be rich, so I asked questions in rich communities. Hours and hours of going  door to door  felt like torture. I was this close to giving up until I found a man going into his house. I stopped him quickly and asked him about the jet.

“I have no time for your nonsense little girl, go play with a friend or something.”

I got a bit angry “This so called little girl has a name, Jennie. And why won't you answer my question?”

The man then yelled, “Get off of my property or I’m calling the cops!” Gosh this guy seemed he was guilty of a crime.

 “Well then, I’m leaving. No need to overreact!” For some odd reason, he seemed the one to blame.

I got a good-night sleep that night and the next day I was off to the police station. I told them everything about Vicky, the jet, and when that strange man yelled at me. They seemed pretty curious so they said they would check it out. Luckily, I copied the man's address into my notebook. With nothing more to do,  I went back home plopped on the couch, and turned on my favorite channel: the news. That same night the strange man was arrested. Apparently, investigators went inside his private jet and found all the proof they needed.

The strange man said he and his friend were taking the shark to Miami Beach due to the fact that the shark was getting sick from cold weather. They got into a fight about what they were doing because it was illegal. So the man opened the jet and pushed the shark tank out the door.

This was another case closed by Jennie Tompkins. The man and his friend man will be serving five years in jail.

Shark Attack
By Michaela Pezza

    It was 5:00 on a Saturday morning and not a soul was in sight, save two moving figures quietly sneaking in and out of the parallel-parked cars along Main Street. I watched them inquisitively as they slipped past my complex. Another figure appeared, cloaked and hooded, and, if I wasn’t mistaken, with a bump protruding from his left hip.

The three men moved with haste towards the corner of the nearest intersection. After five minutes, nothing had happened, so I turned around to go back to bed. Then above me I heard a BANG! A bloodcurdling scream echoed throughout the building. I darted back to the window, only to find an empty street. I ran upstairs.

I followed the sound of the screaming as it grew louder and louder until I was standing in front of room number 615: my friend Bart’s room. Silence. I turned the knob and entered. There before me was Bart, wide-eyed and shocked and face-to-face with the biggest plastic shark I’ve ever seen. I did a double take, and finally realized it was the symbol of the town’s theme park, Ocean Crest. How did this happen? Someone must have cut the pole holding the shark down, like that man with the something hidden beneath his coat, or the two companions in crime. The next morning I woke up and headed to the kitchen. I stopped dead in my tracks, for there before me on my counter lay a shiny ax.

In the epistolary issue of READ we asked you what you thought about the story, Nothing But The Truth. Here are just a few of the ways you responded. Spoiler alert: you all seem to agree!

Dear Miss Narwin,
I think the faculty overreacted because a student should be able to sing the "The Star-Spangle Banner", because they are still showing respect for the school and the nation. I think it was a little mean when Philip Malloy was kicked out of class and suspended from school for two days. When i read this story a dim memory came to mind. It was mid October when i was kicked out of class for lip singing a song that my teacher was playing. She overreacted just like Miss Narwin did. I also think Philip shouldn't have been suspended because its not like he was robbing a bank or killing the president. My main point is that all of this is wrong. He was just being patriotic and probably never meant it to go that far.

Yours Truly,
Ashley Sisk


Dear Miss Narwin,
Well, after this immature decision that you have made, it's pretty obvious your not going to get the teacher of the year award any time soon! I completely disagree with your decision to suspend a loyal student because he was too patriotic. You can tell that 'assistant principal' that he has just captured the world's attention and gave the United States a pretty bad name! Do you really have to be reminded about how there are American soldiers all over the world risking their lives for our freedom and to be able to sing our National Anthem?! If I was the teacher in that situation I would've gave him an award! I am sure every American citizen backs me up on this one, Miss Narwin!

With Sincere Disagreement,
Brandon Depies


Dear Ms.Narwin,
     I would like to confer with you over the subject of your homeroom student Phillip Malloy's suspension.
I highly disagree with your actions. I beilieve that for you to have written up young Mr.Malloy was heinous. I mean in my current state of mind I see it as the young man was only showing respect or patriotism for his country.
     I could understand your annoyance with him if he had belted out the national anthem. But on the contrary, he did the opposite. He kept his singing to himself.
I think that the proper thing for you to do is to withdraw the suspension of Phillip Malloy.
   If this continues to be a problem,call up his parents. For now, as long as he keeps his singing to himself it should be accepted.
 
Sincerely,
Natasha H.


Dear Miss Narwin,
 
   How Could You!!! All he was doing was singing the song of our country, " The National Anthem. " Even if the rule prohibits the kids from talking during the morning announcements, he was being very patriotic. Now he got suspended! Just by singing the most Patriotic Song In America! It's all your fault! This was very mean of you! How do you live with the guilt of getting a kid suspended, just because he sang, " The Star-Spangled Banner? "
 
With Strong Emotion,
Ty Gunter