Monday, October 4, 2010
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About Me
- Mrs. Rigsby
- I grew up in a suburb of Chicago and attended the University of Missouri at Columbia for my undergrad. I have a Masters in Elementary Education from Regis. I come from a family with four kids. My sister is a teacher in Chicago. One of my brothers lives here and the other one lives in Chicago. I moved here because my husband loved Colorado and I loved him. As it turns out,I love Colorado as well.
As I walked across the lawn I felt my shoes puff out a little bit like if they were about to explode. I looked down and saw that my shoes had ripped to shreds white pieces of leather flying every direction my feet had stubbled and cramped into the size of small tree stumps, my nails broke apart and turned into enourmous claws. Then I felt it through my back a shiver went down my spine then crack my back had snapped and hunched over letting my belly flop on the ground. I looked at my hands and they had three inch long claws popping out of my knuckles. Then all of a sudden I went cer clunk and my jaw was being streched out. Then everything was still again but I could see amile away no problem, I could smell people cooking dinner all the way in their apartments. This was amazing. I found a piece of glass on the lawn and saw the glimpse of a reflection of a giant albino wrinkly alligator. That was the first time i turned into an alligator in my backyard in new york west 74th place grey swallow street.
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My foot felt like it was being squeezed harder then I could ever imagine. It felt like it was being crushed like a lemon made for my homemade lemonade. I was surprised my blood didn’t start spurting all over the room like the lemon juice did if you didn’t squeeze it the correct way. The size of my foot was rapidly decreasing. Four inches, two inches... in less then thirty minutes, my foot was as big as the president’s face on a dime. I looked up. The ceiling seemed to be growing taller and farther away! I glanced down. The floor was getting closer. It was getting so close that I was beginning to feel grateful that it wouldn’t swallow me up whole. At least I hoped.... I screamed in pain. My other leg had also shrunk. All of a sudden, I started getting this warm sensation. I looked down at my arms and hands, which were about half a centimeter bigger then my feet. My whole body was now covered in thick gray fuzzy fur. My eyes slowly grew smaller. I had a feeling they were black and beady. My nose felt cold and damp. It was like waffles out in the cold snow in a spine-tingling blizzard, making them turn soggy. I felt like I had been forced into my freezer. This new body made me feel so compacted! I then felt a tugging feeling. Slap! Great! Just perfect!! I thought sarcastically to myself. Now I had a tail I didn’t even know how to control!
ReplyDelete“Why did I even agree to do this?” I said. I wanted to slap myself in the face. Slap! I mentally checked that off my to-do-list. My uncontrollable tail deserves all the applause. Why did I slap myself? Because I just realized that my voice was not at all like my usual one. I squeaked like the mouse I really was. I also slapped myself because I didn’t know if I could reappear as human. As if on que, Poof! , I returned to human size and figure. I pictured myself as a mouse. Poof! I was back to being a mouse. I imagined I was human again. Poof! I was human.
“Now,” I said to myself. “I’m going to get me some delicious cheese....”
Alyssa
Of all of the crazy days in my lifetime, none compare with the day that I turned into an animal. I was sitting at the breakfast table when I saw my leg transform. Slowly, my bare feet turned into tiny furry paws with jagged black claws replacing my toenails. Then I was lifted up to see a pink bald tail that shrunk lowering my back into my seat. At that point, I was already screaming and in a daze. What was happening? My hands shrunk and became petite paws without thumbs. My thumb had shrunk into my hand leaving nothing but loose skin behind. I became furry and my teeth turned into yellow fangs. I suddenly became of my own smell. I smelled of rotten garbage and skunk. I smelled awful. That was when I fainted. When I woke up, I was eyelevel with a thimble, and so skinny that my bones poked out from underneath my scruffy grey fur. I felt that I needed to constantly twitch and dig my little pink feet into the carpet. I saw enormous chairs looming above me and books on the shelves threatening to come tumbling down onto my tiny little body. I quivered and twitched my nose. Fast, quick, hide! I thought looking frantically around, and yet I didn’t know what exactly I was hiding from. My sight wasn’t the best because of my awful whiskers blocking my view therefor; I had no idea what to look for. Then I saw the monster. The creature was stirring with a long stick and humming. Mom? I thought, taking one cautious step forward. Big mistake. “Rat!” she cried throwing her stirrer into the wall and splattering me with corn chowder. She picked it back up and charged. My instincts barely kicked in on time for me to scurry under the counter. “Help! George, get the fly swatter and the rat poison quick! ”she cried holding the stir stick like a baseball player with a bat. My father bustled very quickly for each dreadful item. Hiding would do me no good. It ends here, I thought twitching uncontrollably and spinning around in circles, than a flyswatter smacked me on top of my hollow rat head. My ears were stinging so badly that I wanted to lie down and cry but nothing came out of the slivers I could call eyes .So I coiled my bald tail around my frail body and shivered. I knew I had to escape. I gathered my wits and ran out of my hiding spot and into the kitchen where I dodged pots and pans, scurrying around food bits and other obstacles. It was a long and difficult course, but as soon as I escaped through the front door the daylight hit me and I fell to the ground soaking in the sunshine. I fell asleep there and when I woke up I was back at the breakfast table while my mom cooked corn chowder. And there, in the shadows of the counter, I saw a small rat. I smiled at it and whispered, “I know how you feel.” And from that day forward I never told mom about any rat I saw in her kitchen, after all, I knew what it was like to be rat. I knew that it was hard. I definitely knew that there would never be a crazier day in my lifetime.
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Ronin
ReplyDeleteOut I of all the stories like moth man or big foot I think I have the best. I was riding trough the park when my foot started swelling. At first I assumed that it was from the soccer mach but it kept getting worse. I took my shoe and realized 3 things; my foot was a paw the size of a jackal, my arm was extremely hairy, and my shoe and sock were both torn. I was examining my shoe when my sight was playing with my mind. Right before my sight faded to black and white I saw a full-furred blue arm reaching down to my shoe, it was mine. the one thing I noticed in shock was my face; it was being pulled harder than any human could pull. Instead of snapping into place the only thing that happened was that my smell was about 500 times better. Next the almost exact thing happened to my ears(but I had better hearing not better smelling) and I could hear my step brother 1 forth the park away from where I was. I looked at my hands and saw they had ankhs on them.
it took me 5 minutes to realize that I was the Egyptian god of jackals Anubis I looked around and sort of felt superior, like reading to an infant. The next day I realized I was still Anubis. Today I would have some fun with it…
My foot felt dry. It was shrinking. Woah, I thought as it became the size of a new born babies foot. It was turning yellow! It was now scaly and dry and had resemblance of an eagles foot. The tips of my fingers were feathery and soft. They were becoming totaly covered in feathers in the course of about 20 seconds. What is happening?! was my last thought as a pure human.The feathers were growing and growing until they were full fledged eagle wings.I felt myself bending over and my vision getting clearer as it got closer to the floor. My body was covered in featers now. I flapped my wings and had a feeling or an urge to fly. I flapped faster and faster until I was hovering. I was now flying high, high enough to see any mice that might be there. I heard a mouse heartbeat. Oooh, I thought. " No!", I told myself. I had to focus on how to get back to human form. Then again i could just stay eagle...no!. I was going to get back to human and i was going to do it now. I focused on my human form even hard as it was with a mouse running around. Finaly I got a mental picture of myself. Turn back!, was my only thought i felt everything going back to my fleshy self. No more wings , no more talons! I was myself again! I hugged myself in relief. Man, I was going to understand any eagle now!
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