By 6th Grade Students at Kennedy Middle School, Village A
May 2012
The alien stood by its spaceship. Melissa, a fifteen-year old, watched. She had lived on Mars for the last twelve years. She had never seen anyone besides the rest of her colony from Earth. Until now, when this spaceship crashed in front of her eyes.
The alien was violet in color, a perfect two-foot square in shape with little feet sticking down from its square body. It had no arms. The spaceship was a typical UFO shape—circular, big as a house and white. Melissa thought the alien would feel smooth like plastic if she were to touch it. The spaceship looked as if it was made from a sponge—all mottled with little holes and squishy.
The alien was wafting the combined aroma of mayonnaise and sweat. Melissa breathed in deeply. Oh, she loved that odor. It reminded her of playing soccer. The alien farted and another smell hit Melissa’s nose. Wow, for a fart, it sure smelled good—just like chocolate ice cream.
Suddenly, Hakuna Matata, the nearby volcano, erupted with a loud boom. Volcanic lava and ash spewed from its top. Melissa ran. She had no idea where she was running, but it was away from the volcano and her colony. She saw the alien running too.
Then the alien farted and its fart seemed to push the lava back. It farted again and the lava and the ash went back inside the volcano. The alien looked around in amazement. Melissa could tell that it was surprised by its very strange but cool super power. She wanted to meet it. It was so awesome!
She ran over to greet it. The alien seemed to panic and farted again. This fart was so powerful that it caused Melissa to fall over.
From the ground, she yelled, “Hi!”
The alien said, “gagagoogoogiigiigoopabalabahaha!”
Oh, thank goodness, Melissa thought. The alien spoke abalabahaha. She was quite proficient in that language. And not surprisingly, what the alien had said was, “I like farting! And I speak Abalabahaha.”
Melissa said, “That’s great.”
The alien turned toward its ship and Melissa saw blood spewing from its body. It was silver in color, but otherwise very recognizable. The alien was hurt.
Melissa raced to the alien. “Ahkaka gi cooka gu?” She had asked how it hurt itself?
The alien responded, “ I can understand English. Don’t worry about using Abalabahaha.”
Whew, Melissa thought.
The alien added, “Also, I got hurt in the crash. It would have been worse, but my sponge spaceship absorbed the worst of the crash.”
Melissa convinced the alien to come back to her colony. When they arrived, the others basically adopted the alien. They took care of its injury and provided food. They gave the alien their favorite delicacy: Poop-steak! They also provided the purple pill that would allow the alien to digest their food. Melissa loved the way poop-steak tasted just like sour cream and onion potato chips.
Once again, the alien farted and farted and the room filled with the beautiful aroma of chocolate ice cream.
All of a sudden, in the blink of Melissa’s eye, the alien vanished. OMG. Where did it go?
She didn’t have a lot of time to ponder that question because a huge army of donuts with sprinkles ran into the colony, on the attack. The colonists rushed into action. They called their Justin Bieber clone pets to fight. They had a million of these Biebers. The Biebers began to sing “Boyfriend”, causing the donuts agony so that they covered their ears.
A huge flock of giant birds arrived and rained down diarrhea of undigested beans over everyone.
“Yay!” Melissa yelled. She couldn’t be happier. Beans went perfectly with her poop-steak. Then Melissa heard a loud fart and the alien returned.
“Yay!” she yelled again.
Amazingly, the diarrhea pulled together into a huge army of ants who rushed the donuts and ate them all up. The colony was saved!
“Yay!” Melissa thought.
The “Cliffhanger” End.
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