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Thursday, April 15, 2010
Guest Writer - Author Joshua S.
Today I have the privledge of presenting Josh S.'s version of the story The Seven Chairs (Original work by By Harris Burdick)Josh has never read the original story, only was given the title and photo to prompt him.
The Seven Chairs
by Josh S (age 12 1/2)
Chapter 1
There was a painter that mixed a chemical with paint. It was a magical chemical that would give a unique power. The painter was named Chance Heart. There were seven chairs.
The first chair was painted white. The chair could shrink as small as an atom. The second chair could liquidate and it was painted blue. The third chair was very wise and was colored black. Finally the seventh chair was green and could shape shift.
Chance made a booth to sell his chairs. Each chair was worth $60.00.
The first five people had bought 1,5,3,6, and 7 chairs. What powers they had. They just knew they had powers. Also they did not know that they would go unconscious when they sat in them.
The rest of the chairs were bought and the people didn’t even know they had powers.
Chapter 2
When everyone had sat in their chairs they all started to place where the wood of each chair came from.
The first chair went to the Great Rift Valley in Africa. The second chair went to the Missouri River in the United States. The seventh chair went to Hawaii. The fourth chair went to the Himalayas. And the fifth chair ended up in France. All of the rest got trapped in storms. None of the chairs were seen except for the fifth one. Two catholic men saw the chair with the woman on it.
The men took a rope and threw it on the chair. They pulled the chair down and took the woman to the hospital and the chair to a lab. When the people at the lab set the chair down it turned to dust and started flying away. The scientists chased after it but the dust was like acid. It would penetrate anything it touched. The dust hit a person took off all of his skin. All the rest of his body was everything but skin.
Chapter 3
The dust was looking for its person so it could keep going. The dust found the person and turned back into a chair. The chair grabbed the person and started back on its journey.
When all of the chairs reached their destinations the chairs gave powers to the people and turned back into a tree.
All of the people that got the powers formed a group in central Africa and went up into the clouds with their favorite items in their hands and disappeared.
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I use the Harris Burdick pictures as prompts all the time. They work so well.
ReplyDeleteGreat story, Josh. I love all the details! :-)
Well, grades were posted. It looks like he left out a "chunk" from the rough draft. He started out with an A on the rough draft but, then received a B+ on the final copy. Still, I'm pleased as punch!
ReplyDeleteCongrats Josh! You are a great writer. Good job. I like your short story. Love Aunt Angie
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