Archive for Author: Admin

Resurrection Cookies

Joseph scowled. “I didn’t know when you got a computer, that you would be using it all the time! You haven’t talked to me for two days!”

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Nothing Better

Trevor Paul Monroe took the toothbrush out of his mouth and carefully ran his tongue around his teeth. Good. They felt nice and smooth, each one of them. He smiled a huge, fake smile at himself in the bathroom mirror and studied his reflection. Sure enough. His teeth sparkled.

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Mac’s Painful Lesson

MacKenzie Isabelle Evans let go of the handle bars of her bike. She pedaled twice, wobbled, and grabbed them again. Mac shook her head. She knew it was possible to ride without holding onto the handlebars. She had seen lots of people doing it.

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Money Troubles

MacKenzie Isabelle Evans squirmed on the back seat of the car. She stared out the window at the passing scenery, but she couldn’t get rid of the uncomfortable thought in her head.

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The Tallest Trees in the World

Joseph carefully watched both sides of the windy road. He could hardly wait to see his first redwood tree. He wanted to see the tallest and the oldest trees in the world!

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Hurricanes, Tornadoes, and Floods! Oh No!

Trevor Paul Monroe listened to the weatherman’s calm voice on the radio. “The storm front pushing down from the arctic should reach our area tonight. Strong winds of up to 45 miles per hour are expected, accompanied by heavy rainfall with snow accumulating in the mountains . . .”

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On the Loose Again

Mackenzie Isabelle Evans glanced out the window. “Oh, no!” Mac cried, “Molly’s running down the street! I better go catch her!”

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Guide Dog Puppies

Joseph Anderson Donetti and MacKenzie Isabelle Evans stared out the car windows. “J!” Mac shrieked. “On that license plate over there!” “I can’t find one!” Joseph complained. “Js are hard.” “There’s a J,” Mr. Evans, Mac’s dad, said, pointing.

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Taking Jesus to Mrs. Robertson

As Mac watched, Mom rummaged in a drawer for a piece of paper and a pen. She scribbled something down. Mac listened as she repeated a phone number back to the person on the other end of the telephone line. “OK,” Mom said. “I’ll go over there and get things ready. I’ll call you back in a little while.” She hung up. “What’s the matter?” Mac asked quickly.

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