The Scepter of Ool

Once upon a time, there was a magician. A wizard, actually. But he was called a magician anyways. This man had powers beyond anything you could imagine. The thing that gave him these powers was a scepter. If this scepter was destroyed, then the place where the magician came from would disappear.
One day the scepter was lost. A prophecy stated that 500 years later, someone would find the scepter and be the true ruler of the place where the magician came from. And that place was Ool.
500 years later, a spunky boy named Jack found the scepter. Suddenly he was transported to a totally different world. It was filled with talking teacups, hat transportation, everything you could imagine. "You're him! You've found the scepter!" people would say. Soon, an evil man named Ogol stole the scepter.
Jack and Ogol fought for the scepter. Until Ogol dropped the scepter. It shattered into a thousand pieces. Then a fairy emerged from the shattered bits of the scepter. "But why isn't this world destroyed?" asked Jack. "They were wrong. I was trapped in this scepter until now. I am free!" The fairy destroyed Ogol.
Jack went back to his own world. The fairy became the Queen of Ool. And they all lived happily ever after.

I love this story. I made it up myself. It is really awesome...in my opinion. Comments below.

Aspergers

I have a story to tell you. It is about a little boy who has a mental disorder known as Aspergers Syndrome.

One day God opened a window and sent a boy a gift. It was the gift of writing. This boy had done very strange things in his life.
One day after asking about suicide, his parents sent him to a psychologist. Her name was Dana Griffin. She said he had Aspergers Syndrome.
The boy thought that Aspergers was a disease at first. But then he realized that Aspergers was actually sort of a blessing.
His life went on. He remained different. He was thinking about how Aspergers was just one of Nature's tricks.
I was that boy. At first Aspergers may seem like a disease when it really isn't. Remember...Aspergers is just one of Nature's dirty tricks.
I know that this isn't a fable or a story. But in a way it is. And I am going to create a web show called Aspergian, to show no Aspies aren't alone. Kids may laugh at you, but if you have Aspergers, then this time the joke is on them. Ha!

The Flower of Optimism

Listen, I know I've been writing poems every day. So now I will begin a fairytale I made up myself.

Based on the story of a four-leafed clover told usually on March 17

Every day in the world there was sadness. There was no rain, family members would die every second, there was a great famine every week-everything you could imagine.
One of the people to suffer was a girl named Becky. She tried her best to be optimistic. Meanwhile, underground the elf squad were searching for some optimism in the sad situation in the world.
God walked in to the elf squad's Room for Optimism Detection. "Is there any optimism that you detect?" "No," said an elf. "Wait...I think we've got a signal...from some girl named Becky." Suddenly this optimism activated a window from heaven to open. A spiritual flower grew from the ground as quickly as Jesus had flown off this earth.
Suddenly...it rained. Crops grew, and children and adults lived to a longer age. And if we stop being optimistic about sad situations that flower will die and the window from heaven will close.

I think this story gives a very important lesson. It teaches to be optimistic. Remember...today is a new day.