tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15849728845771492362024-03-12T18:10:20.033-07:00SummerStoryClass9_1 / Moving to AtlantaMs Orozhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05470135938491386728noreply@blogger.comBlogger37125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1584972884577149236.post-9662071324557106612018-04-19T23:24:00.001-07:002018-04-25T04:23:12.303-07:00PiaAfter a few days cops found the detective dead in his office. Someone killed him. They didnt know who could have done something like that becouse detective didn’t have any enemies. Then they realized that it was probably the man who killed his wife and kids. They remembered that the detective suspected he was a killer. Now the cops knew he was right. They were sorry for not believing him. They called the man and they arrested him as soon as he came to the police station. The man kept saying it wasn’t him. After all that, a new detective, called Davids started to investigate the case. He didn’t have a chanse to do anything becouse someone killed him too. The cops now know that there was someone else who didn’t want any detectives involved in his crimes...
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After a few days cops found the detective dead in his office.
Illustrated by Uroš, class 7a
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Illustrated by Adela, class 7a
Ms Orozhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05470135938491386728noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1584972884577149236.post-3571495918370666122018-04-18T01:56:00.001-07:002018-04-23T01:55:09.706-07:00MarijaHe saw their mom lying on the ground. She was dead. He knew that it was the same killer as last one. He called cops really quickly. Then the cops came. They were shocked. They recognize that it was the same killer too. They went to take her father. He was suspicious to them. They were interrogating him. The detective knew it was him. Then detective said: he is the killer. Cops started laughing. But it wasn’t a joke. He was serious. He started to argue with cops, but they didn’t listen to him. Killer was happy, because he knew that he is safe.
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He saw their mom lying on the floor.
Illustrated by Uroš, class 7a
Ms Orozhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05470135938491386728noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1584972884577149236.post-63241382220480298762018-04-15T22:36:00.001-07:002018-04-25T04:28:47.668-07:00EminHE WENT TO OTHER GIRL AND SAW THE SAME MAN WITH HER. THIS MAN WAS A KILLER.
HE TRIED TO KILL SCARED GIRL WHICH IS NOW IN THE HOSPITAL AND DON'T REMEMBER
ANYTHING THAT HAPPENED IN LAST WEEK. DETECTIVE IS TRYING TO CONNECT A STORY TO
MAKE IT LOGICAL. HE CAN'T ARREST A LITLLE GIRL SO HE DECIDED THAT HE WANT TO TALK
WITH HER PARENTS AND WITH HER. HE CALLED THEM AND AFTER 1 HOUR THEY SAW EACH
OTHER. DETECTIVE WAS LOOKING AT HER FATHER ALL THE TIME. HE SAID IN HIS HEAD:«
I KNOW HIM. I SAW HIM SOMEWHERE. I THINK HER FATHER IS SIMILAR TO MURDER.«THEY
WERE TALKING AND DETECTIVE WENT TO CAR. WHEN SE SIT IN THE CAR HE RECEIVED A
MESSAGE:« MURDER IS HER DAD!!!«WHEN HE CAME BACK AT THEIR HOUSE HE SAW…
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Illustrated by Adela, class 7aMs Orozhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05470135938491386728noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1584972884577149236.post-33412704723914349822018-04-15T22:35:00.001-07:002018-04-25T04:31:18.351-07:00MarkHe went to the other girl and saw something horrible in her eyes. Her eyes were empty and her look was like a look of the ghost. She was looking at the detective directly in his face and has an evil smile on her face. She said to detective that she wants to see her father. The detective did not agree with her. As he was sure that he is on the way to discover something bigger, he did not want to make any mistake. He ask her again why they found her and her sister with bloody clothes. How did blood get on their clothes and which blood is it? An evil twin kept smilling and ask him ridiculously: »Do you belive in supernature abilities, detective? Do you believe in ghosts?«
A detective scared his self and escaped from the police room. He stopped on the end of hallway and start thinking. He decided that he will go back to the police room and that he will not allow that one girl will scare him. But when he came back the police room was empty…
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Illustrated by Adela, class 7a
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Illustrated by Uroš, class 7a
Ms Orozhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05470135938491386728noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1584972884577149236.post-42129447765516548902018-03-26T01:38:00.004-07:002018-04-04T04:36:46.578-07:00RokThe detective saw that one girl was very scared and the other girl was very angry and was controlling the other girl, so he decided to separate them. First he wanted to talk to the scared girl because she will give information faster than the other girl. He asked girl why does she have a blood on her shirt and to who does it belong to. She started crying and already wanted to tell what did they do when a small arrow hit her in the neck. Detective saw a man who was running away from the police station. He quickly grabbed the girl and drove her to the hospital. She as okay but she couldnt remember anything what happened in last week. Detectve was on the beggining again. He want to the other girl and saw...
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Small arrow hit her neck so she has blood on her shirt.
Illustrated by Tara J., class 7a
Ms Orozhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05470135938491386728noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1584972884577149236.post-59603883644056406042018-03-26T01:38:00.002-07:002018-03-29T01:03:40.425-07:00PikaOn the police station the detective interrogated both girls and their father. He put girls in one room and their father to the other. First, he questioned the girls. He asked them about what happened. “We don’t want to hurt you.” He said to the girls: “we want to help you. We don’t think you would be capable of doing anything horrible. But for us to help you, you have to help us first. Let’s start with whose blood it is that is on your clothes.” The girls looked at each other. “we can’t…” started one of them, but the other one kicked her leg and looked at her with the kind of look that was saying: shut up, you know you mustn’t tell anyone. So, the first girl stopped talking. “alright…” the detective started speaking again. He had to make them talk. It was just the feeling he had that this case could be something big in his career. “look, nothing is going to happen to you. I will take care of that.” He said.
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Illustration by: Žiga, class 7A
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One girl wanted to say something but she didn't have to
Illustration by: Maša, class 7AMs Orozhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05470135938491386728noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1584972884577149236.post-13972015338090652012018-03-22T01:06:00.001-07:002018-04-05T01:03:16.893-07:00EvaHe said that this girl is her daughter. The police was confused. What should they do now? When they went to pick up the girls they saw that the girls ran away. Now they had one more problem. They kept the man in custody. The man was yelling all the time. He was saying that they should quickly found the girls. They were sisters and very dangerous. One day later they found them. They were covered in blood. Did they do something bad or did something bad happen to them? Nobody knew who to believe? Police picked them up and took them to the police station? They send them to the same room where their father was. But they saw something strange. The girls weren’t scared at all, but father was. What was really happening here?
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He said that this girl was his daughter. The police was confused.
Illustrated by Maša, class 7A
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The police was confused when he said this girl was his daughter.
Illustrated by Tara J., class 7aMs Orozhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05470135938491386728noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1584972884577149236.post-3323972814797208332018-03-12T04:37:00.001-07:002018-04-04T04:38:39.117-07:00MarijaOn the other side of the road there was a girl which was her twin. And she was the missing girl. But she ran away, and police took the other girl. When they all came to the police station there was missing girl waiting there for her. And they ran together. Man stayed at the police station. And he said he is not guilty. They still didn’t believe him. They were asking him many questions but he didn’t answer. He was quiet all the time. He knew what he did, and he wasn’t regretting it. After a while he finally answered to the police. He said...
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On the other side of the road there was a missing girl and she was her twin sister.
Illustrated by: tara J., class 7a
Ms Orozhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05470135938491386728noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1584972884577149236.post-15604457489466528552018-03-08T00:13:00.001-08:002018-04-05T00:58:13.436-07:00MirjamThen the police was chasing him, because he ran away. When they finally caught him he told them that he found the girl and he knew that she was missing so he wanted to take her to the police but she didn’t want to go with him. The man told them that she fought back and ran away from him. But police knew that the man was lying so they took him to the station to find some more tracks. On the way back to the station they saw a little girl that looked just like the missing girl so they forced her to go with them. She kept saying that she is not the one they are looking for. But then something strange happened…
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Illustrated by Žiga, class 7a
Ms Orozhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05470135938491386728noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1584972884577149236.post-50011154286935711732018-03-06T01:08:00.001-08:002018-04-09T01:59:37.846-07:00EminThere was a man on the beach.He was holding a little girl.He was very aggressive. A little girl was crying all the time.He slapped her.Woman came in front of him and said that he can't do that.He said back that this is personal and that she can't tell him what is wrong and what is right. He said that he is going to punch her.Woman left and went to the market.She saw a little girl on TV, she was a missing girl.When she came back to the beach there was no man with a girl.She called the police and said that girl is with some stranger .When police came they were looking for tracks.THey found out who the man is and he was followed by police.They saw him at the abandoned place.Then…
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They followed the man. They saw him at the abandoned place.
Illustrated by: Uroš, class 7a
Ms Orozhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05470135938491386728noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1584972884577149236.post-35709921846122517772018-02-16T00:00:00.000-08:002018-04-05T01:01:24.743-07:00Patrik
She was crying that loudly that he hear her. Becouse of that he knocked on door. She stoped crying. The door opened and her make up was that splashed that he jumped away. He asked her " what's going on here ??". She was soo angry that she pushed him away and ran home. When she came home she told every thing to her mother and her mother was angry on this boy. After that the girl went to sleep and when se woke up the mother was next to her. She told her that she was sleeping for two days. "Now I'am ok mother", she said to her and eat her breakfast. For breakfast she was eating toasted bread and a glass of milk. I't was Sunday. Next day she came to school wit her mother.
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He asked her:" What's going on here?" and she pushed him and ran home angrily.
Illustrated by Tara J., class 7a
Ms Orozhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05470135938491386728noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1584972884577149236.post-45482955101136606962018-02-12T01:30:00.001-08:002018-03-19T02:49:49.794-07:00MarkIt was that boy again. But then Jane got angry. She wiped the tears from her face and asked him
directly:
» What's going on? What play are playing with me? Why are you always somewhere in my proximity
and looking at me if you have a girlfriend? You are not fair, not to her and not to me!«
The boy said: »Hi! My name is Ian. What is your name?«
Jane told him her name.
»So, Ian, tell me, is she your girlfriend ?«
He smilled: »Well, she is nice but you are much more interesting and I would like to know you better.
Do you have time after school to go on drink with me?«
Jane was surprised and suspicious. She was not sure that this was not one kind of his play and she
was affraid that all class will laugh on her.
»So, what do you thing Jane? Am still waiting on your answer……….«
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She wiped the tears from her face and asked him directly:» What's going on?
Illustration by: Domen O., 7.aMs Orozhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05470135938491386728noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1584972884577149236.post-89958398564867862732018-02-04T23:58:00.001-08:002018-02-04T23:58:45.741-08:00RokThey were very close and she thought that he was going to kiss her but he didn’t. He just asked her if she could give him a number of that girl that he was talking to at school. She wanted to be nice so she gave it to him. She was very sad because the boy who she loved was in love with another woman. But she decided that this isn’t the end. When she came home she took some money and went shopping. She bought beautiful white dress and some make-up. Next day she went to school very beautiful and all the boys were looking at her. She was very happy until she saw a boy who he loved. He was standing with that girl again. She was very upset and went to the bathroom and started crying. Then she heard a knocking so she opened the door. It was that boy again.
Ms Orozhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05470135938491386728noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1584972884577149236.post-57403902520820436122018-01-31T01:37:00.001-08:002018-01-31T01:37:00.849-08:00PikaShe went home and she was crying. She didn’t know why she got so upset. She just knew she doesn’t want to talk to him, she doesn’t want to see him or hear his voice, because it has hurt. She thought he likes her and she couldn’t bear the thought of him having a girlfriend. She was walking away from school and before she could notice she was running. Her feet were light and they were carrying her along the street. Then she stopped. What if it wasn’t his girlfriend. She thought. Perhaps it was his sister…oh, who am I kidding. Then she heard someone screaming her name. It was him. She would have recognized that voice anywhere. And he came close, really close and she could smell the perfume she loved so much.
Ms Orozhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05470135938491386728noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1584972884577149236.post-37963050663001777272018-01-31T01:36:00.001-08:002018-01-31T01:39:50.707-08:00NinaShe didn’t know why he did that she was really confused. Then she was very happy because he looked at her. She was thinking if he still likes her but she didn`t know. She wanted to talk to him but she didn`t know how. She went home and she was thinking about this all night. Next morning she woke up and she went to the kitchen. She ate something then she grabbed her bag and she went to school. She was very nervous and she was looking where is this boy. A boy looked at her and he said that they really need to talk. A boy said that they need to meet outside after school. She went outside and she was looking for him. Then she found him and he was with another girl. He didn`t saw her and then she ran away. She was very sad.
Ms Orozhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05470135938491386728noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1584972884577149236.post-26817157775757455812018-01-30T00:23:00.002-08:002018-01-30T00:23:21.080-08:00EvaBut there was something else that bordered her. There was that boy that
she liked. They hung out all summer. They fell in love. Then he went to the
seaside. When he came back, school already started. But then she noticed
that he didn't even look at her. She was very confused. The next day she
figured everything out. There was a beautiful girl that everybody liked,
even him. She was very angry with her. She didn’t know how to start
talking with him. She tried everything. But he wouldn’t even notice her.
Like always. Then one day he just said it’s not the girl to one boy. But he
looked at her. She was at the beginning again. Why would he do that?Ms Orozhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05470135938491386728noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1584972884577149236.post-5142455049503697712018-01-29T02:46:00.001-08:002018-01-29T02:46:39.488-08:00PiaWhen she came home her mother was there in the kitchen and she looked really bad. She told her she was worried becouse Jane didn’t come home. Jane felt guilty so she decided she won’t run away and she will move to Atlanta with her parents. Nect morning Jane went to school and she felt bad when she told her friends that she’s about to move. They were all very sad but they knew there’ nothing they can do. In one month Jane moved to Atlanta. It was summer so she didn’t do to school for a month and during her summer break she met many new people.when she started school in autumn she was suprises how well people excepted her. But there was something else that bothoredd her...
Ms Orozhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05470135938491386728noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1584972884577149236.post-83254112869081614442018-01-29T02:44:00.001-08:002018-01-30T00:42:43.285-08:00Marija MOVING TO ATLANTA ( a new story )Today I am going to tell you a story about a beautiful girl. Her
name was Jane. She was 16 years old and she lived in Los
Angeles. She had many friends, but one day everything
changed. When she woke up her mom told her that they are
going to move in Atlanta. She was angry and she didn’t know
what to do. She went to school but she didn’t come back. She
decided to run away. It was spring, so there was not so cold
outside. When her dad was walking home from school he saw
her and they went home together. When she came home...Ms Orozhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05470135938491386728noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1584972884577149236.post-56265031961780976472018-01-18T23:28:00.001-08:002018-01-18T23:28:37.809-08:00MirjamHe said that I have to describe the snake to him and that I have to be very precise. I told him
everything I could remember from the snake. I told him about its crazy yellow eyes and
about its green skin and super sharp teeth. When he heard all of this he was shocked. Maybe
he knew the snake. Maybe he saw it too. I was curious. What will he tell me now?
After a few minutes of silence he looked at me and said that the snake I saw must have
escaped from the lab where they did experiments on animals and that she created a family
in the cave. He also said that the snakes are so dangerous and are behaving weird because of
everything they have been through at the laboratory. It was all clear now. Some people
weren’t hurt because normal, ordinary snake bit them and the woman and some others
died, because they were bitten by the snake from the lab. Next morning all the snakes were
caught and the lab was closed so nothing went wrong since then and I guess I’m done with
this summer story. It really was an interesting summer for me and my whole town.Ms Orozhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05470135938491386728noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1584972884577149236.post-66622945286543845082018-01-16T00:39:00.001-08:002018-01-16T00:39:19.002-08:00EminThere was only a piece of paper on which was drawn a snake .It was very unusual. Then I
went to bathroom to wash my face. Everything was like some game. I was so scared. Then
everybody was screaming on the street. I went out of my house. I saw snake that was
following me yesterday. It was bigger than my house. I started to run. I went to my friend
Sarah. I came to her. I was so happy to be alive. I was talking to Sarah and she said that I am
a hero. She said that I am so brave to do that. When I woke up I went to my old friend. He
was a biologist. WhenIi came he was so happy to see me. I told him that there is a snake and
she wanted to kill me. And I also said that she is the biggest snake I ever seen. He said…Ms Orozhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05470135938491386728noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1584972884577149236.post-66296228104103099472018-01-09T00:39:00.002-08:002018-01-09T00:39:23.812-08:00LukaI saw even more snakes. When i wanted to take one, all snakes looked at me. I was very scared. I didn’t know what to do so I keept still. But I realy wanted to take one snake, so I took one very fast and none of snakes saw me. I was walking to the exit of the cave when one snake stopped me. That snake was the biggest snake I have ever seen. Snake attacked me and I started to run. I came home safely and when i opened the bag where the snake I caught was something happend. There was no snake inside, there was just a ... LukaMs Orozhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05470135938491386728noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1584972884577149236.post-78450825247845065432018-01-03T22:51:00.001-08:002018-01-03T22:51:44.107-08:00MirjamWhen I came home I didn’t feel very well, so I went to bed and slept over the day. I woke up at around 7 pm. I felt much better and I started thinking again. Why did some people die because of snake bites and the others were completely fine? I was super confused. Then I figured out I could go and try to catch the snakes or whatever they were at night. They were probably working at night too, so no one would see them. I waited, so my parents went to bed and then I sneaked out of the house. I couldn’t remember any better place to go, so I went to the cave again. I felt like this time, I am going to make it. When I came to the cave I couldn’t believe my eyes. Guess what I saw!
Ms Orozhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05470135938491386728noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1584972884577149236.post-26810912843651135772017-12-18T00:14:00.002-08:002017-12-18T00:14:28.039-08:00Mark….and I saw really a lot of snakes. They were all around a cave. They were looking at me and hissing. I realized that this cave is their nest. All the story really started in this cave. I stiffed totaly and I was scared as never before. I could'nt do anything, I knew that they were attacked me and that this is my end. I closed my eyes and I eaited…….but nothing happened. Slowly and still scared I opned my eyes but I was totally shocked. No snakes, nowwhere. I could'nt believe. I was thinking what that means? Is there real chance that snakes should destroy a humanity or is it only a brain-game and some higher force wants to takeover a control over human brains? But why? What is the message to humanity? I was totally confused, I left a cave………….
Mark
Ms Orozhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05470135938491386728noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1584972884577149236.post-82583243713598287242017-12-12T01:23:00.001-08:002017-12-12T01:23:05.074-08:00RokI came home and my sister was there eating her dinner. I asked her if she was alright but she just stared at the wall. She was different than before and I didn’t know what to do. I figured out how to catch that bad guy. Next morning when I woke up I started making the trap. I made it at 12 o’clock and went outside. When I came outside I saw a police car driving to the beach. I ran to the beach and saw that black man lying on the ground with a knife in his chest.
I figured out that he was not the leader and that there must be something more. Who are these people and what do they want. Then I got an idea that that cave must be important, because it is there where all started, and that woman, what was she doing there. Then something hit me.
I woke up in the cave tied up and saw...
Ms Orozhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05470135938491386728noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1584972884577149236.post-13845674925060315982017-12-06T03:37:00.002-08:002017-12-06T03:37:47.924-08:00PikaI wanted to show the picture on my phone to the policeman. I came to the police station and a woman told me: » can we see the picture please? « I took my phone out of my pocket and wanted to show it to her, but when I looked at it the picture wasn’t there anymore! “ I am sorry. I don’t know how this happened. I took a picture of him I swear…” I started explaining, but the woman didn’t want to listen to me. She just said that it is against the law to make up stories and reporting them as cRimes. So, I realized there was nothing more to do there and I went back home.
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