By 8th Grade Students at Hyde Middle School
March 2012
The alien stood by his ship. Barack Obama watched. Why was an alien parked in the White House’s garden?
The alien was neon green. He had bulging purple eyes and long, big feet. The alien was ridiculously tall, taller than any basketball player Barack had ever seen. The spaceship was shiny silver and triangle-shaped. It was about the size of a large tractor.
Barack thought the alien’s skin would feel coarse like rough sand paper. The smell of a garbage dump wafted toward Barack. Man, did that alien stink, but Barack did not plug his nose or say anything. He had to remain polite and calm. The alien was making a constant clicking noise with his mouth. Barack took another bite out of his lunch: a beef taco. It was spicy hot. Even though the alien made him nervous, he could still appreciate how good the taco was.
Suddenly Barack heard a voice inside his head. It said, “Come to me, now.” Barack realized that the alien could speak telepathically.
He called to his bodyguards. “That alien is threatening me.” The guards rushed to stand in front of Barack.
Barack said, “Sir, who are you and why are you here?”
The alien continued to click, but in Barack’s head he said, “I come to Earth in search of asparagus. Our people must have asparagus, for then we can turn pink and once we are pink we can find true love.”
“Wait,” Barack yelled to his men. He held up his hand. “Stop. This alien means us no harm. They need to fill their ship with asparagus.”
Just then another alien ship landed on the lawn. It was star-shaped. New aliens, turquoise in color, came out of the ship. They called out, “Give us your cotton candy, or you will regret it.”
Barack was puzzled. “Why do you need cotton candy?”
The leader of the new aliens said, “If we eat cotton candy, we can fly.”
Barack said, “We will help both of you with your requests.”
He directed everyone in the White House to go shopping. Half of them bought asparagus, and half bought cotton candy, although Michelle was concerned about all of that sugar. Once the aliens had all of the asparagus and cotton candy they needed, they threw a huge party to honor Barack and his staff.
But unbeknownst to Barack, his bodyguards decided to treat the aliens as a menace. The head bodyguard, Mustafa, believed that this was just the beginning. Over time, the aliens would ravage their entire supply of asparagus and cotton candy. He ordered his men to smash the aliens’ ships.
When the aliens saw what had happened, they were horrified. Barack stared in horror, too.
The green alien told him in his mind, “This is an act of war . . .”
The “Cliffhanger” End.
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