Showing posts with label Photo Stories. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Photo Stories. Show all posts

Sunday, August 28, 2011

Explorin' With Emily and Kit!


"UGH! Emily, I am sooo bored!" Kit complained. "First we had to be dragged up here from the doll part of the campus because there a a possibility it would flood from the hurricane" (Don't worry readers, it didn't) "And now we're stuck in the human part. PLUS, Kailey's taking a nap since she decided to stay up all night and watch the storm and Chrissa, Kirsten and Molly all went out to lunch at that Mexican place, and we don't like Mexican food!"

Emily waited to make sure Kit was finished with her rant before answering.

"Kit, why don't we make the most of our time in the human part to go exploring!"
"Exploring?"
"Yeah! It'll be fun." Emily assured her.
"Where, though?"

"Katie's bedroom!" Emily said enthusiastically, leading the way.
"Are you sure we're allowed in there?" Kit asked nervously.
"Of course, why wouldn't we?" Kit could think of a bunch of reasons why they wouldn't be allowed in there, but she didn't say anything.

Emily opened the door all the way. "Wow," she said.
"It's very messy in here," Kit pointed out.
"She's a teenager," Emily countered, "What did you expect?"

"Hey!" Kit said, running over to some books on the floor. "Look! It's Peter and the Starcatchers! That's one of my favorite books!"
"Forget that, Kit, look at what I found! It's Katie's diary! Let's read it and learn all of her deep, dark secrets!"
"Emily!" Kit gasped, astonished that she would even suggest something like that.
"Oh, calm down. It was a joke." Kit had never heard Emily joke like that before. I guess she only jokes around like that with Molly and Kirsten. Kit thought.

Kit ran over to some stuffed animals. "Hey, Emily! Look what I found!"
"What the heck is that?"
"It's a wombat, one of Katie's favorite animals!"

"Hehe, look Kit! I found a giant bear!"

"Hey, Emily!" Kit called down to her friend, "Climb up here!"
"How?" Emily asked, confused.
"The handles on the drawers are like ladder rungs."
"Oh, cool!" Emily climbed up.

"Ooh! It's Katie's pin collection. I love pins, too, you know." Kit said.
"I actually didn't know that," Emily said, "But that's really neat.

"These are Katie's Disney pins. Her favorite is the Elvis Stitch one." Emily was impressed by Kit's knowledge of Katie's collection.

"Let's go over to the bed!" Emily suggested.
"Sound fun, but how?" Kit asked.
"Like this," Emily got a running start and . . . .

Jumped into mid air! "Wheeeeee!" she shouted.

"Oof!"

"Your turn, Kit!"
"Okay." Kit ran as fast as she could and . . .

Took a big leap!

"Ahh!" she cried as she landed on Emily. "Sorry."
"It's okay."

Two beautiful girls posing on the bed.

Gorgeous Emily,

and Sweet, beautiful Kit.

*Don't ask why this is the wrong way (Stupid computer)*
"This was really fun, Emily," Kit said as she slid off the bed, "You're, like, my new best friend!" she said with a laugh.

Emily giggled too. "Aw, thanks Kit, you're my new best friend, too!"

Neither of the girls noticed that Kailey had woken up from her nap and was watching and listening from the doorway.

"But, but I thought I was Kit's best friend."



Sunday, May 29, 2011

The Mystery in the Outskirts of Jefferson

Hiya! It's Emily here, and Molly and I just got back from a nice, long visit with her family in Jefferson, Illinoise. We had an AWESOME time riding bicycles, annoying Ricky and teaching Brad songs. We also helped Mrs. Gilford with the Victory Garden, which I LOVE! Anyway, yesterday, our last day there, Molly's family decided to go swimming and have a picnic in and by the lake that's near Jefferson. After we swam, Mrs. McIntire sent Molly and me to go find a good place for a picnic. We went on Molly's bike, and, well, . . .

"This looks like a good spot!" I said enthusiastically. "Yeah,"Molly agreed. "There couldn't be a more perfect spot for a picnic! Why don't you grab the blanket?"

"Of course!" I said, spreading the blanket on the grass. Molly gently set her bicycle on the ground and grabbed the beach ball we had brought.

"Do you wanna play, Bennet?" she said to her dog in a high voice.

Apparently he did because he took the ball from Molly and began to run away with it!

"Emily!" Molly cried. "Help me get Bennet back. Please? Pretty Please with sugar on top?"
"Oh, fine. Help me up."

"Bennet! Bennet!" Molly and I cried as we ran around, looking desperately for her dog.

We found him at the edge of the woods. "Oh, Bennet, don't ever scare me like that again!" Molly said, crying a little bit. "Come on, Molly," I said gently, "Let's go back and finish setting up the picnic blanket and then go get your family." "Okay," she said reluctantly.

We found our little site without a problem, but something was off about it. Molly knew what it was immediately. "My bike is gone!" she screamed. "Someone stole it! First I almost lose my dog, now my bike's gone, and oh! This is the worst visit home ever!"

"Woah, Molly, calm down," I said, sitting her down on the towel gently. "We'll find your bike, don't worry."  "How?" Molly wailed. "Well, it looks like there's some patted down grass over there. We can go investigate that. It'll be like we're the Hardy Boys only, as you like to say, better because we're girls." Molly looked hopeful. "Okay," she said. "Bennet, you stay here and guard the ball and towel, and don't you DARE run off again!" I instructed the naughty dog.

The trail of patted down grass seemed to last forever. We walked for what seemed like miles.

Then, we found a clue. "Look!" Molly said excitedly. "It's bike tracks!"

"So it is!" I agreed, getting excited myself. "Where do they lead?" Molly asked. 

"Look, more patted down grass over there! Let's try to follow it. I have a feeling we've almost found your bike, Molly!"


I ran after the trail of patted down grass and found Molly's bike in an old shed! "Molly!" I screamed, "Molly, I found it!"

"Emily! Wait for me!" Molly cried. I climbed into the shed, and heard a BANG and then I was in complete darkness. The door to the shed had swung shut!!!
"Emily!" I heard Molly cry. "Molly!" I called back, "Molly, go get help! And hurry, there's not much air in here!" "I will, I promise!" Then I heard running footsteps and I was alone.

Not for long, though, because the wind blew the door open again. "Huh," I said to myself, "It must've been the wind that closed the door in the first place." Then I realized something else and rushed to find Molly to tell her.

As I neared our site, I saw Molly lying on the towel, crying.

"Oh, Bennet," she sobbed, "First I almost lost you and now I lost Emily and I can't even go for help because I don't have my bicycle and it's too far to walk what am I going to DO?"


"Uh, Molly, don't you think that's a bit dramatic? I mean, honestly, even Chrissa wouldn't have gone that far."

"Oh. Hello Emily. How did you get here?"

"The wind blew the shed door open. And guess what? I think it was the wind that blew the door closed in the first place! And I think it was the wind and gravity that made your bicycle disappear in the first place. I hadn't noticed before, but when I was walking the bike back here I realized there was a little slope. I think your bike rolled away!" "Emily, you're a genius!" Molly cried. "So should we go get your family so we can have our picnic?" "You know what," Molly asked, "I think the best place for our picnic would be my backyard."

We packed up all the stuff and I climbed onto the back of the bike. Bennet started whining, clearing wanting to get on too. Molly laughed. "Bennet, after all the trouble you caused today, making us leave and then think that someone stole my bike, you can walk!"

Thanks for reading!

~Emily~

Bloopers:

Poor Molly, she fell off her precious bicycle :(

I guess Molly REALLY likes my leg.

And Molly falls down. Again.

Molly fell down so much she began to remind me of those faiting sheep . . .

Ashes, ashes, we all fall DOWN! (Even Bennet!)

Thanks for looking!

~Katie~