Here is an excerpt from wonderful writing going on in our room!
Pokemon Adventures: Protector of the Jewels Book 1 Stolen!
by A.V.
"GRRRrrr...." I growled punching the wall over and over again. We lived in the sacred mountains of Volcarona. "Ember.....my name is Ember." I said quietly to Norm, the mayor. He offered me a job application and I went for it. Now there I was at the desk for the interview, shy as ever, I answered the lady's questions.
"I messed up! I totally messed up!", I cried punching the brick wall again. A job I could enjoy and get paid and I messed up all of it. Well, you see I'm just a 12 year old girl. I've been a guard for the Volcarona temple and shrine since I was 6. When I was at least 4, I trained at the warrior training hall. I have many scars to remind me what my job is.
Besides if the Volcarona temple and shrine were to be invaded well......The guardian of the mountain (Volcarona) would be furious and set our lands ablaze. As a trained warrior, it's my job to keep Volcaraona calm.
Legend has it that when the sun burned out, Volcarona's ashes lit it up again. I've seen him before. His red and orange butterfly like wings, his white shining fur, and his bloodshot eyes. Volcarona was so intimidating like Regigigas. Oh, of course, I wasn't alone. I had a partner. Her name is Ricola or Rica, for short.
Come by the room to read the rest!!!
It is a well written and enthralling story!!!
