Student Work

Steve and Tank found the old trunk hidden under a pile of broken lawn chairs in Tank’s garage. It was heavy, metal, and covered in chipped green paint. “Whoa, what do you think is in it?” Steve asked. After a lot of tugging, the rusty latches finally gave way with a loud creeeak. Inside, nestled … Read more

THE FIGHT OF STEVE AND TANK Steve clenched his fists, his face red as he stood toe-to-toe with Tank in the dusty schoolyard. “Give it back, Tank! It’s mine!” he shouted. Tank just smirked, holding the strange, brass key he’d snatched from Steve’s hand high above his head. “What’s the matter? Gonna cry?” Tank taunted, … Read more