I wake up at 7:00 sharp and check to make sure I have everything ready to go. Then I left.

I walk to school while the warm rain beats a gentle drumbeat on my head. I get to the destination.

I have a very tingly feeling in my stomach that starts to grow when all the students crowd the hallways, running to get to classes. I try and do the same, but have no idea where to go. I run up and down the hallways through the sea of unfamiliar faces. After lots of running around, I finally find myself in first period, English. I’m very stressed. I grip the edge of the table very hard. The building shook and then…I woke up. It was just a dream.

Violet springing out of bed, tore open her curtains opening an outstanding view to a charming beach. It was a beautiful day!  Violet decided to visit the beach. She found an amazing creature! “ Oh wow! It’s a white octopus!” As Violet traipsed lightly toward the little white octopus she said “Don’t worry! I won’t hurt you! I am gentle! “.  Every day, around 9:00 A.M. Violet comes down to visit the little white creature. One day, trotting down to the beach, Violet noticed some piano music. “That piano sounds beautiful!” said the white octopus. “WHAT? YOU CAN TALK!!!!!!!” said a stunned Violet……..

The Gentle Octopus elegantly floated through the tank; nobody could take their eyes off the white-colored and orange-dotted baby tentacled creature. In this house, I graded some food and put my ticket away in the jar to win the octopus. Then the octopus went springing across the room to get the food being thrown like trash in the tank. The octopus played with the beat of the music well eating the food. It was time for the lucky person to win this white octopus with his big tank.  I hear Bod meck keeps my name. I won the White octopus. 

It was January 16, I woke up to my soft white blanket and the gentle smell of coffee, I walked downstairs and saw my dad drinking coffee. He was sitting by the family piano but he was looking out the window, he turned around and sprang up when he saw me. “Oh hey, James!” Said my dad. “Hello, dad!” Dad told me that he saw on the news that an octopus escaped someone’s tank. I have a fear of octopuses so I started to freak out a lot. My dad told me that everything would be fine though and I trust him.

The  drops  of  rain  slowly sank  into  the  white wash cloth,  I  was  getting  anxious  as  the  farther  I  walked  the  louder  the  piano  music  got  I  needed  to  sit  down  so  I  just  sat  on  the  floor  but  then  I  heard  something  like  suction  cups   then  I  saw  dot  my  bulldog  puppy  running  as  fast  as  she  could  to  me  I  sprung  up  from  the  floor  dot  was  springing  up  and  down  like  a  bunny  then  I  saw  what  was  making  the  suction  cup  noise  and  what  was  chasing  dot  an  octopus,  dot bounced  into  my  arms  and  I  dived  into  the  water  

As we all got out of the bus, our tour guide led us into the museum for our AMAZING field trip. As bugs to plants everyone “oohing” and “aahhing” was in there it seemed, even someone was playing piano! I went in with our tour guide pointing to fossils. I trip and stop next to some man’s face. As I cock my head around making sure no one was watching I tapped the dude’s nose and remembered to be gentle and the wall opened behind him. I cruise in and see the safe’s door. Realizing that this is actually happening, I pull my eraser and I put it on the door. I go away and the security who were coming, their faces go white because they know I am springing my octopus.

It was a calm and sunny day, and Greg was content. He was going to the Octo-quarium downtown for a sleepover, his favorite place. 

On the way, nothing worthwhile happened, but immediately after he entered the Octo-quarium, things started to get weird. No sounds were coming from the speakers, which normally broadcast the Octopuso Piano’s musical arrangements. Also, the normally peaceful Octopuso de Whito was banging on the glass, and the lively Springingo Octopus was asleep.

Something was wrong.

As night came, Greg slept. He hoped no more unlucky and interesting things will happen at this visit to the Octo-quarium.

I felt a gentle hand, it was my mom, I  was in the hospital.The hospital was white and cold but my mom’s hand was warm and confronting.” why am I here”. Slowly, I ask her.” you had a collapse at school “. I knew she was lying but I didn’t tell her was really happened was she gave me some vitamins and said” eat this and you will win your game”. Then she grabbed something that was not pills but I eat them after i eat them  I wasn’t feeling well so I went to my room on the way up I slipped a fell then passed out. After a hour or so we went back home the piano in my room was gone and my jack in the box was springing,my bed was gone.the octopus my crush gave me was gone to then something loud crashed downe stars i ran down it was my mom there was a mans boty on the ground the a nuther man with a knife I ran 

Sleepily, I woke up to the gentle noise of the white hummingbird as I do every morning. But, The noise was cut off by an even nicer noise, my mother’s piano skills were over the top, if only I knew how to play like that I could enter a competition and no doubt get first place, you know why? Because all the other players would sound like a springing octopus! “Lily, Lily stop daydreaming or you’re going to be late for school!” So, at that, I acceded and went to the kitchen, poured some hot coffee, grabbed my backpack, said goodbye, and headed off to school.

Gentle dewdrops flit against the car window making their way down the foggy glass panes. I pull up to the seemingly abandoned building Monterey Bay Aquarium spelled out in a dancing white font. Walking into the building I push the spinning glass door immediately hearing soft piano music play from the loudspeakers. Near the gift shop, a little girl screams, interrupting the quiet music, an octopus stuffy clutched in her hands.                                                                                              “But I want it” wails the little girl                                                                                                                      “No,” says the mom clearly annoyed “you’re making a scene”                                                                  The little girl kicks a fish tank springing a leak and slowly filling the room with water.