This is my maths book I been working on I have been working so hard I really wanted to get it done faster it was fun making it.

maths book

 

The story about the stoat and a little bit of me.

One afternoon there was a stoat looking animal that looked like it was trying to choke itself or trying to do its mating call its own way. I was king of having fun just looking at it I wanted to mock  its singing but it's gonna waste my energy by mocking it.It was really entertaining though just watching it trying to do its best singing in my head I thought it was trying to get girls attenuation.But I think he was the only one by himself I imagine him wearing a tuxedo  and he's in a rich place trying to do his best singing ever in front of all the audience but it turned out to be him by himself just singing.After a while he just walked into the bushes.I felt lonely all of a sudden so I walked away laughing in my head it was so funny.Somehow I was lost in the bushes I got so bored that I fell asleep by a tree. I woke up then I saw that stoat then I felt like giving it a hiding but it would be too much energy wasted on that annoying thing so I kicked it then went back to sleep.

prodigy

 prodigy is one of my best maths games I mostly fight other people my name on prodigy is called colin flame crafter I only go on avatrix if you want to battle me go to lame town and meet me outside the arena heres some pictures of me in battle.

 

the story about me

This is the story about me so here how it starts i was just having my nice hot bath in this big round steel thing at the bottom of it, it was so hot till this creature i've never seen before came with this big wooden thing the top of it was round and the bottom of it was skinny like a stick. it scooped me and i was shoved in its mouth it was so yuk after a while he put me in a glass jar i did not like it i was so squished up and i couldn't escape. And then I was put in a box and it was so bumpy, when I was free from complete darkness I was in a different place they also labled me and they called me Mr. Carrot marmalade.

My drought poem