Don't Tell Anyone: You May Trust No One

This is a story I've been longing to tell.

DON'T READ BEYOND THIS POINT

Great. You're reading beyond that point. The world is cruel. But something even more deadly awaits three children.

"How much farther do you have to drive?" Marty asked the taxi driver. "Oh, not much farther. We're almost there."
Marty's big sister, Jennifer, and their baby sister wondered. Where could they be possibly be going?
Their parents had put them in a taxi and they were to drive off to the bank. But whe

A Spine Chilling Tale for HALLOWEEN!!!

Just try not to Poke the Eye!!!

Once, there was an old, old legend, dating back to medieval times. His name: VLAD THE IMPALER.
As the story goes, Vlad was very mentally mad in the brain-in other words, he was crazy.
Before he was pushed out of a tower down to his doom, one eye was poked out, and now, centuries later, kids play a game.
It's called "Don't touch the Eye!" In it, a gigantic eye is placed on the floor. Thirteen kids-or just one 13 year old-start chanting:

O Vlad, Vlad, Vlad,
Your death so sad,
Just try not to poke the eye!
Die Die Die!

O Vlad, Vlad, Vlad,
Your death so sad,
Just try not to poke the eye!
Die Die Die!

Everyone begins hitting the eye.
That is when something weird happens....
A boy named Fifer did the same thing. On that day, he disappeared...Police thought about the legend and went to Europe. In the very same tower Vlad was pushed out of, a boy very familiar was seen...And he had only one eye. The strangest thing was that a skeleton was right next to the boy's body, and even stranger-He was smiling and held a knife in his hand.
Was it a practical joke staged by a riotous lunatic?
I think not.

Headlines on the Faery Newspaper: RANE ISN'T CAPTURED YET, BUT THE ALLIANCE ALMOST CAUGHT HIM!!!

Rane Isn't Captured Yet, But The Alliance Almost Caught Him!!!

Source from: Brutus Ulondr Jabez Ferimin and Kyle

Summarized by: Kyle

The faeries are on a desperate chase.

The Alliance has been trying to find Rane, but no luck so far! However, the Alliance found a clue:

The journey of Mordecai, Round table, I see, "raft he, Tai Lans; we're there."

Now listen to the translation of the code that the Alliance found:

The journey of Mordecai, Round table, I see, "raft he, Tai Lans; we're there."

Without the extra letters, the message reads: Cairo is the answer.

Someone is trying to help us. Who is it and why?

In the meantime, all faeries went to Egypt's capitol city. Loads of pyramids stood out, but this was the strangest.

It stood out because it had an ancient air around it, a strange, misty swirl in the universe...

Going in the pyramid, I saw Anubis. The carsophagus sort of creeped me out (And not many things do!) "Hello, Anubis," Ferimin said. He swung the carsophagus open, and out came a mist.

"WWWWWWWWWHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" the mist groaned, twisting and jerking into a shape. Slowly, we all saw the Egyptian dog god. "WHO DARES TO INTERRUPT MY PEACEFUL SLUM-Oh, it's you, Ferimin-and your friend, Kyle," and he stopped there and glared at me, with a wierd crooked smile, with a vengeful edge to it.

Where had I seen that smile before?

Then I realized something I should've thought of earlier-HOW DID ANUBIS KNOW MY NAME??!!

I was astounded Ferimin hadn't paid attention to that little detail. So I walked up to him and said, "What's your name?"

"Anubis, obviously."

"No. I mean your real name."

Anubis cackled then and revealed his true form-

Rane.

Ferimin was astounded. I was amazed. Both of us were bamboozled. And now we were in BIG trouble.

As we had been walking, Anubis led us into a trap-and pushed us into a tomb.

"HAHAHAHAHA!" Rane cackled.

"HEEELP!" both of us cried.

Rane walked away.

We were gonna be trapped forever.

Wait- was there a way out?

I saw the hieroglyphs. Maybe, I thought, just maybe...

Aha! We could get out!

I got out an egyptian hieroglyph translator.

"Horus?" I thought. "The wall says, 'The Eye of Horus will guide you out, The Eye of Betrayal will guide you to death.' Then it repeats."

My eyes widened. I saw Ferimin gazing at the sarcophagus, but I changed his gaze. "Hey! This isn't even a tomb at all!" Ferimin perked up. "What do you mean?" Ferimin said. "I mean that this was a trap to lure robbers in! The Eye of Horus-Look at the sarcophagus. The left eyebrow furrows upward from the right-Horus's eyebrow furrows upward from the left. Look-the right eye is a match!!!"

We excitedly pushed on the right eye, and slowly the carsophagus opened up-and we escaped!

Now we just had to locate Rane...

"Where do you think Rane is?" I asked Ferimin.

"I don't know. You know how Rane is greedy and wants to commit his life to crime-for reasons unknown-So..."

"What would be a perfect scheme to be a rich guy?" I asked.

"Hmmm," Ferimin said. "I think he would have to-Oh no!"

"What?" I asked eagerly.

"He might want to become pharoah! So he'll try to get him out of the way and get rid of his heirs! Then he'll marry a girl and take the form of the pharoah's son!"

I gasped. "Come on Ferimin! We've got to save Egypt!"

I ran up to palace. Using faery travel, we got past the door and hurried into the throne room. Just before they got married, we ran up to Rane.

Rane tried to use his magic, and succeeded. He did some repelling spell, and I flew back.

Again, Rane escaped. We informed the Alliance, and word leaked out.

So that was what happened. THE END

A Teensy-Weensy Smidget of Another Excerpt From Kyle's New Book!!!

Hi! This is like a "teaser trailer" for my book! I know I've given an excerpt from my book once, but mom says that perhaps I could give out another snippet. Here it is then:

In the meantime, at the night of his birthday, Jahael was finally old enough to do one thing: Go to a meeting. A secret meeting. Ferrets often had secret meetings, often to discuss how to escape.
"Let's go," Jahael's father said. "But be careful; if any eagle sees you, our secrets as we know them will be in dire jeopardy."
So off they went, leaping past boulders and whatnot. Finally, they reached a cliff. Eagles didn't worry about these cliffs, because they were much too slippery to climb down. Jahael's father lifted up a trapdoor at the edge of the cliff. This, you see, was beyond what Jahael had expected...

-Excerpt from Kyle's New Book

I am so excited! Happy hearts, everyone!

A New Book!!!

Hi. I know, I know, I have not written for almost a month now, so I'll make it up to you by showing you this awesome book I am writing about. Here is a snippet:

Chapter 1:
Slavery

On the night of his birthday, Jahael had gotten no celebration, no festivities, no nothing. Why? The answer was simple: He was a slave.
Everyone, every ferret, mouse, frog, you name it-were enslaved by eagles and birds. In exchange for their hard work, the eagles decided not to eat them. All the while, the eagles ruled with a scepter that gave them power and riches.
Jahael, the subject of our story, lived in an enslavement camp in the Mountains of Angora, guarded by eagles Heimdall and Van Tassel. As a ferret, he was very content in listening to his father's stories of chivalry and noble deeds in a land full of freedom. But as a slave, he felt nothing but the lash of a lighting bolt forged in the Ice Desert's Cape End.
In that time, lightning bolts were effective whips, and some ferrets even died from this deadly weapon.
The eagles wanted power, and when they grasped it, they made sure it could not be taken from them. And this was what they did. This was how they served the high eagle.
Every single slave wanted to rebel, but they didn't do so. For the time being, they had to accept this treatment.
One day, they thought, We will rise. And one day, freedom will be restored...

-Excerpt from Kyle's New Book

I'm really excited! That's it!

3 things to Protect You

Listen, this is an guide for nerds. If you're a bully-
THIS IS A WASTE OF YOUR TIME. Continue whatever you are doing and stop reading. Or you will have to-um-negotiate strenuously.

Do's and Don'ts

*Never ever ever ever ever EVER mess with kids three times your size. Heed my warning: YOU WILL have to go through unscheduled goose-chases.
*Try to be very organized.
*When you are threatened by a b-u-l-l-y NEVER look at what you do not want them to do to you. Look at something you know won't hurt you physically or emotionally. See-the bullies want to embarass you in any way possible. And their motto: What are you lookin' at?

The Best School EVER!

"New town, new school," an eighth grader said. "Bet you have no idea what a 'neophyte' is!"
"Yes I do," I told her. "A neophyte is basically a newbie, like I am."
But the eighth grader was no longer paying attention. She started talking to her friends.
The bell rang. Great, I thought. Just great. Time for class. I walked in there slowly. I sat down in a random place by the window.
A man walked in. "For those of you who do not know me, I am Nick Armstrong." A girl raised her hand. "You mean-the Armstrong?!" The man laughed. "No, not the man who walked on the moon. That was Neil Armstrong." The girl put her hand down. "Oh."
"Kids, we are going to travel in time!" Everyone burst out laughing. But then, he showed us a door concealed beneath the floor. We walked into it, and saw a chamber. There were seats there. Each student sat into one. Suddenly, the chamber opened up into a portal. Then seat buckles automatically appeared. After that, the seats changed into a roller coaster, and we sped right into the portal-opening!
Soon, we were at a harbor. "This is Plymouth. In 1620, the Mayflower landed here. You will get to interview one person at this scene." I got to interview a girl named Remember Patience Whipple. I thought this was some kind of a joke, so I tried to trip her up with words like "Mom" and "Dad". Then I realized it-This wasn't working. This was real!
In the art class, I began to literally Draw to Life!
In science, we shrunk and looked in other people's bodies!
Maybe fifth grade wasn't so bad after all!