I am so sorry I haven't been writing. Let me just say that this story is based on a dream I had. I just own the characters (except Disney's obviously.) Any person's name used in this story is completely consequently.

The Great Disneyland Treasure

Have you ever been pegged with a tennis ball? Well yeah, it hurts. From point blank

range? Even more. "Hey, loser!" shouted Brandon Sykes, a short, blond, bully who picks

on people that didn't have the same kind of skills as him, "get out of the game"! "Yeah,

the ball touched you," said Ronny Mitchell, an even shorter version of Brandon, except he

had an afro. "How could have the touch me?" I asked innocently, it skipped right over my

foot"! "It doesn't matter, because you're still out, said Brandon. "Why," I asked.

"Because 1: the ball clearly touched your gigantic foot. 2: you're a nerd that can't even

catch a ball during a game of wall ball"! Instead of fighting back, I just walked to the

opposite side of the gym.

That was my seventh grade life so far. Being humiliated by a kid I could probably cream in

about a minute. It's just I'm not the kid who looks for trouble. I just wanted to pass the

seventh grade and move on to summer. But I felt that things were about to change

because tomorrow was the big school field trip to the one and only Disneyland. It was an

annual trip that only seventh grade students got to go on. I was a little confused about

why we were going to a crowded theme park in California instead of some other some

other place here in Texas. At least there was enough room to get away from Brandon

and Ronny and actually have fun without the constant threat of being punched or kicked

or who else knows what.

All of a sudden, the bell rang. I changed and got out of the locker room. Then the next

thing I now, I'm on the floor of the gym. "See you at Disneyland, loser," said Brandon as

he walk on by.

After school, I hung out in the library looking for books to read during the plane ride. I

borrowed a step ladder to look on the top of the book self. I was about to step down

when I noticed a dusty book lying about a few feet from me. I dusted it off and read the

title: The Treasure of Disneyland and How to Find It by Tawl S. Nidey. Cool, I thought. I

asked the check out lady if it was I could check it out. She said yes, but wondered why I

would want to read an old book like that. I walked out of the library thinking I had a

good book to read. Little did I know that that book was going to take me on a totally awesome adventure!

Cool story right? Please RR Super A