Stories 1

Hey, Jammers! Just some stories that I wrote!

Amelia’s Beginning

Chapter one

Amelia was only a kit when she first saw a phantom. She scurried back to her
hole after she had seen it. She hadn’t known what it was so she had decided to
describe it to her mother.

“It had eight tentacle looking things four on each side and it looked like it was
made up of some kind of black water, which made it completely black, except
for its eye. Its eye was just white with a large black dot.” Said Amelia, who was
describing it to her mother.

“It must have been a phantom.” Said Amelia’s mother. “Phantoms are horrible
misty creatures that have haunted Jamaa.”

“What is Jamaa?” Asked Amelia.

“I don’t really believe if it’s real but it is a wonderful place full of wonderful
animals.”

“That sounds amazing! I wonder…” Said Amelia, imagining Jamaa as a place in
the clouds. I really, really want to go to Jamaa. It sounds like the best place ever! I
wonder if it is r-

“Oh! The moon is up! Time for you to go to bed!” Said her mother, interrupting
her thoughts.

“Aww, ok.”

And so Amelia went to sleep.

Chapter two

That very night Amelia had seen the phantom, she had a dream. It was a dream
about phantoms. The phantoms were chasing after every living creature in near

her hole. Her mother screamed at Amelia to run, as Amelia stared in horror as a
phantom grabbed her mother. She had no choice but to run. As she was running,
she felt as if she had the swiftness of a tiger, the fierceness of a wolf, the kindness
of a koala, the happiness of a panda, the bounciness of a rabbit, the quickness
of a seal, and the smartness of a monkey. But most of all those feelings she felt
as if she were a flying heron. She awoke with a start and was happy to see that
the dream was just a dream. Nothing really happened that day and when she
went to sleep again she had the exact same dream! Amelia had the same feelings
as she had the other night and all her friends and family were being kidnapped
by the phantoms. She continued to have these dreams. One morning Amelia
woke up and found that her mother was very panicked. Amelia went up to the
top of the hole and found that every one of her friends were being chased and
kidnapped by phantoms. Her mother screamed at her to run as Amelia stared in
even more horror than in her dream as she watched her mother get kidnapped by
a phantom. She had no choice but to run. As she was running she felt as though
she had the swiftness of a tiger, the fierceness of a wolf, the kindness of a koala,
the happiness of a panda, the bounciness of a rabbit, the quickness of a seal, and
the smartness of a monkey. But the feeling she felt the most is she felt as if she
were a flying heron. This time she knew it was real and not a dream. She stopped
because she was really out of breath. Amelia looked behind her to see that
the phantoms were not far behind. She braced herself for the impact of being
kidnapped but it never came. She stared in disbelief as a giant blue heron shoved
all the phantoms into a black hole. The heron looked at Amelia.

“I am Mira.” Said the beautiful heron. “I come from the wonderful place known as
Jamaa.”

“Jamaa?!” Screamed Amelia in disbelief.

“Yes. I come from Jamaa. I saw your mother and friends get kidnapped, and I can
bring them all back.”

Amelia nodded.