Most of us just live our lives trying to lead a life of happiness and get at least three decent meals a day. But there our others who question our existence. There our those who question the dubious Big Bang theory. While we might not know how life started, we surly know what clouds are made of. After doing much research I have come to a conclusion on what clouds really are. Hear me out.

Millions of years ago when the universe was still young, earth was covered in a blanket of trees. Besides the trees, the only other living things were tall rabbits who stood on thier hind legs and had stupidly long ears, and patapats: vegetables with the same texture and shape of a patato. These two life forms lived in perfct balance with each other. If a rabbit died, a patapat bush would spring to life. If a patapat bush died then a Rabbit would come into existence.

The Rabbits pretty much followed our hibernation laws. From spring to late fall the rabbits would get fat on patapats so as to store up for the winter months. The average Rabbit would eat 20 patapats a day. In the mornings they would wake up and stretch. You were considered a very flexible rodent if you could touch your toes. Then all the Rabbits would head out to go find patapats.

It was customary to travel in groups of 30+ rabbits. These different groups were like tribes. They would fight each other over patapat bushes. A leader of a tribe would be like the modern day dictator and would decide when to go to war, when the cooking patapats were ready, and were the group was going to stay in the winter months. They lived quite adventurous lives.

You ask how they cooked thier patapats. Well, I will tell you. Ever since the beginning of time the Rabbits had been cooking thier patapats. It was the strict rule of all the tribes to cook each and every patapat thoroughly before consumption. Failure to follow this law would lead to banishment from the tribe. This was bad because without the protection of the tribe you were buzzard food. So, every morning all the rabbits would go to different patapat bushes and collect the patapats in there ridiculously long ears. they would then lay their ears ladden with patapats over the fire and then gossip and talk while their patapats cooked. It was weird their ears never burned.

Glory and getting enough patapats in ones belly were the keys to life. When going to war, the two quaraling tribes would come with weapons of war. To explain this in a logical and reasonable way I will give you an example.

The Whopons tribe and the Guberfubs were going to war. To the battle field the Whopons brought thier Patnugs(rolling patapat cannons). Each cannon needs two rabbits to operate it. There were 131 cannons. The Gubberfubs, who were less in number, had brought their walking suits made completely out of tree bark, patapats, and liana vines. These suits were like 15 foot tall robots, and were operated by 10 to 12 Rabbits. 4 rabbits would control the legs, another 4 the arms, and the remaining rabbits would be crouched in the head, firing patapats at their enemies. The battle went something like this:

In the first few minutes the Guberfubs have already made thier way across the field in their suits and have crushed 39 cannons. The other tribe strike back and bring down 2 robots. 3 more robots go down as they sacrifice themselves to destroy another 47 cannons. The Whopons raise a white flag and they surrender. Half the Whopons tribes patapat bushes become the Guberfubs. I have just described a battle of these rabbits.

There were many other tribes. I will describe each tribe based on its wins and population.

TOP 10

Name. Population. Wins.

1. Yuproy 892. 24

2. Polinuks 689. 15

3. Sinrits 615. 21

(the Pulinuks and the Sinrits are always at war)

4. Trim 567. 18

5. Hunpon 494. 13

6. Dusnop 378. 0 (Peaceful)

7. Whopon 263. 17

8. Updapt 234. 11

9. Hirtyrug 211. 13

10. Gubberfub 179 29! (Smart Rabbits)

You have the details on their tribes, so now I will tell you how clouds came into being.

Every year at least 1 curious Rabbit would eat an uncooked patapat. They would then get quickly banished from the tribe. What nobody knew was that these Rabbits would end up as clouds. Some how the patapats dissolved the rabbit from the inside out. The Rabbit was still alive for some unknown reason, but their bodies, lacking mass, would float up into the air and apear to be white, fluffy fog in the sky.

One year there was a great war and all the rabbits died. Humans came along, but the white, fluffy groups of rabbits in the sky remained. Humans called them clouds. Many years later the rabbits can still be seen and when you hear the wind whistling through the trees, it is actually the sound of the rabbits talking about old times.

I made this all up. Don’t sue me Plz.

the rain comes in sheets

like knives bouncing of the parched earth

pooling ito muddy puddles,....

soaking into the ground

The strength of hundreds pounding on rock

it shakes the very soul within me,

pulling my soul like the wind pulls at the leaves in the fall

but steadfast is the stem that holds me to the earth to feel the misery...

chain keeping me no,

chains pinning me to the sof soil

yes

chains, I tell you. chains

thought I was free,

a free man....

but no

these iron chains hold me to this earth, as the rain pours down my brow

And yet the rain brings life

the warm earth brings green plants

though their life is short they enjoy every second of it

now as the rain stops I feel strange

like im leaning of a cliff...

something snaps

and i look down and see my body

covered in mud

and i reach out trying to touch myself...

but a light breeze sweeps me away

/////////////////////////

up into the air

to be forgotten among the clouds

the rain comes in sheets

like knives bouncing of the parched earth

pooling ito muddy puddles,....

soaking into the ground

The strength of hundreds pounding on rock

it shakes the very soul within me,

pulling my soul like the wind pulls at the leaves in the fall

but steadfast is the stem that holds me to the earth to feel the misery...

Seated at a banquet

Points made to fly

Forever on a blanket

Stars fill the sky

A star will sometimes stumble

A star will sometimes fall

And down the star will tumble

Till nothing is left at all

What do they do you may ask,

“What do they eat?”, you say

They never dream of doing a task

But dance the night away

The dust rolled past as I curved my back, trying to loosen my cramped muscles. Sweat spilled down my face, and into my eyes; blearing the long road ahead. An occasional tree would roll by and offer its ragged shade to rest under, but I could not stop for fear that I would get lost when my dad's red bike disappeared into the hazy outline of the desolate road, disappearing in the heat waves that lazely rose upward. I blinked.

Two hours of cycling for a normal person, even in the best of weather, will deplete one's strength. This was different though. This was Africa, where the sun beats down on even the strongest and drains the strength of those who attempt to challenge it. My Dad was also there cycling about ten metres in front of me. He would pass an occasional word of encouragement back whenever he got the chance.

Suddenly my bike hit a rock and I fell sprawling on the ground. I bellowed, as pain surged through me. I looked down. My leg had numerous gashes and blood mingled with sand, giving it a frightening appearance. I quickly looked up and gritted my teeth. Each thump off my heart released another wave of agony. My bike, carried by momentum rolled on for a split second, and then fell to the ground.

My dad circled around and came back to me. He looked concerned and yet his love for his firstborn shone through. He said something about how he wished it had happened to him, instead of me. He took a paper towel, and before I could stop him, poured his last remaining water onto it. A few drops fell onto the parched earth and quickly evaporated. I knew he must have been thirsty as I was; water was as precious as gold. Then he gave it to me and I began the tedious process of cleaning my injured leg.

As soon as I finished, my dad and I hopped on our bikes again. My leg still throbbed and every time I saw a rock I slowed down. I could hear our destination in the distance but it was almost half an hour until I finally saw a glimpse of the waterfall. We finally reached it. It was beautiful. Light sparkled on the water as it roared down the steep, water worn wall; crashing into the sharp rocks at the bottom. There was a small pool of water at the top of the waterfall, fueling the beast from the many mountain streams, trickling into the pool. My dad and I made our way to the top.

When we got to the top I was too tired to look up, and it was only after I caught my breath that I was able to raise my head. My breath stuck in my chest. Before me was a sight that took my breath away. It was like a painting; every detail distinct and clear, as if the scene had been frozen in crystal. Soft rays of sunlight seeped through the branches overhanging the water. The air was cool and brushed over me. Flat, moss topped rocks protruded from the still water. I reached down and slid my hand into the freezing water. It eased the pain from my raw hand. Delighted, I carefully started to wash my leg. Then my dad told me it was time to go and I reluctantly got to my feet. I cast a longing glance back as I picked up my bike and pedaled away.

fin.

Cats are so...

yea.....

If you have ever had a cat then you know how having a relationship with a cat is a roller coaster.

I tried to pet my cat, and now I have a 2 inch long scrape on my arm.

Advice: Dont get a cat, unless you have medical insurance.

Chosen presents:

Kitchen Tale

Written by: @Chosen

Asparagus: HERO

Potato: VILLAN

Carrot: KIDNAPPED VEGGY

*Curtain opens*

*Piano plays “We three kings” as Potato enters scene and runs/hops to “Lady Carrot”*

Potato: “You are comming with me!! HAHAHA!!!! *Whispers* (im kidnaping you)”

Carrot: “NO,NO,NO!! dont kidnap me!! I am an Innocent Carrot!!”

Potato: “I dont care, if thou arst an Innocent Carrot. I said you are coming with me!!!”

*Potato grabs Carrot*

Carrot: “Nooo *desprate voice*, help me Super Asparagus!!”

*Super Asparagus comes in with a bang of pots and pans*

Asparagus: “Let her go, you evil potato!”

*Asparagus runs/hops over to potato*

Potato: “Get back *pulls out fork* or I shalt spear thee!”

*Asparagus jumps back*

Potato: “stay away, or else!!”

*Potato exits the scene, awkwardly carrying Carrot as piano stops playing “We three kings”*

*Curtain closes*

\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ {Go get some popcorn!}

*Curtain opens*

Potato: “Wow your heavy, Carrot”

*Potato sits down as Asparagus enters scene*

Asparagus: “Let her go *pulls out knife*”

*Potato stands*

Potato: “Think you can beat me with that?!! HAHAHHA!!”

Asparagus: “Nope, I cant.*puts down knife*”

*Asparagus grabs Carrot and runs of stage*

Potato: “Come back and face me like a proper.....*boy comes into kitchen*”

Boy: " Mom, you never said we were having potato fries tonight!"

*Mom answers from distant part of house*

Mom: "Well, actually I was planning on making soup today, but I guess we can have fries too. You will also have to make them yourself, because I have a lot of work to do."

Boy: "YAAAY! *boy picks up knife...*"

THE END

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