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A mood ring is something that people think is directed by heat.(That was a weird sentence but I didn't know how I should put it) Those people are wrong. My story is about me: a normal thirteen year old girl and a mood ring. Yes, a mood ring. And if you are reading this right now then you are probably getting the feeling that a mood ring is not what you think it is. Well, enough for now... Let the story begin!

 

I hope that was good. You guys can go on! 

submitted by Elizabeth M , age 11, Germany
(January 21, 2011 - 8:39 am)

back to the Inkwell

Well I was a normal thirteen year old. And all I wanted was that mood ring that was in the shape of a turtle. Spent all my savings on it. ( now that I think about it- who except me would by a $20.93 mood ring???) Instantly I had put the ring on my index finger. That, that was truly the moment my life began. I shrieked as I felt an electric shock go down my back. I glanced at the shopkeeper, but she looked like she had heard nothing. But then she turned her head sharply to the side, stared straight at me, and her eyes glowed. She whispered, "You better go run and hide."

submitted by Choco, age 12, here
(January 21, 2011 - 4:09 pm)

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:) ;) <3

submitted by TOP, age TOP, TOP
(January 21, 2011 - 4:11 pm)

Thanks for posting.

 I felt a huge weight pull down on me. I wanted to scream again. I tried to take it off. The ring wouldn't move. The lady at the counter grabbed my shoulder and dragged me into a room and dropped me in there. "Don't you say anything!" she hissed. I felt as if in a dream. The ring hurt. A searing pain shuddered through me and everything went dark. 

submitted by Elizabeth M , age 11, Germany
(January 22, 2011 - 1:28 am)