The Life and Death
of Walley B.

       He lived at Liberty High School, and he had a pretty good life. He had a pouch that he would keep all of his pens and pencils in for English class. All the students loved him. They would all pet him everyday. Except for weekends, Wally B. could not have dreamed of a better life. All the students would go home for the weekend and it would get really boring for Wally B. It wouldn't take long for him to finish all of his English homework for English class, and then, he would have nothing left to do.

      One Saturday morning, he decided that he would take a little tour of the school since he had never left Mrs. Hendricks room before. The first room he came to was the library. He opened the door, and the first thing he saw where selves filled with hundreds and hundreds of books. He had never even thought that there where that many books in the whole world. It was stocking to him to find out all of those books where sitting less than one-hundred yards away from him his whole life. For over twenty years, the thought had never crossed his mind to leave Mrs. Hendricks room, and now that it did, he did not see how he would ever be able to go back to that dreadful room again. If one room could hold so many books, there was no telling what treasures the other rooms at Liberty High School would hold. It was that thought that gave him the strength to be able to leave all those books behind and explore more.

       The next room he came to was Mrs. King's room. It had all kinds of numbers where written on the blackboard. Somehow the students in this class where taking numbers and combining them to form other numbers. This was way more exciting than any book he had seen. He wanted to know more, so he studied the numbers. It didn't take long for him to figure out how to combined numbers too. It was a lot more exciting than any sentence he could have written or read. He wished he could stay longer but it was all most lunchtime and he was getting hungry. His food was in Mrs. Hendricks' room, but he did not want to go back there. Since there was more books in the school there had to be more food somewhere.

       He went into the hallway. He turned up his noise and stiffed the air. He was certain that he smelt food. It seemed to be coming for his left. He followed the smell down the hall, and then, he followed it down another hall to the left. He found a room with all kinds of strange foods he had never seen before. He spotted some red fruit that looked really appealing. He ate a handful of them, and he got himself a glass of water. Also, he ate some ice cream that he found in the freezer. It was cold and melted in his mouth. He loved it. He was a little tired and his stomach was starting to hurt, so he decided to take a nape. He woke with sharp knife like pain in his sides. The pain gradually increased until it was so great that he blacked out.

       Monday morning Mrs. Peppers walked in the lunchroom and found Wally B. lying dead on the floor. Everyone one at the Liberty High School was upset about Wally's death. They all loved him so much, but Mrs. Hendricks was by far the most upset of everyone. She was so upset that she could not bear to depart from Wally B. She had him stuffed for two hundred dollars, and she put him on her file cabinet. Mrs. Hendricks lived happily ever after with her stuffed wallaby.