Here is a fun game to play anytime, anywhere. It's called Rigamorale.

HOW TO PLAY RIGAMORALE:
First, someone starts a story, anything you like, and tells as long as they wish, only taking care to stop at some exciting point. The next person continues, and they keep going until the story is finished, and everyone has had a turn.
Well, that's all for today, hope this helps when you need a game to play with freinds but don't know what to play!


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The goldfish swam around the water, splashing as he went. A fair horse was walking along the path near the water, with no sign of her owner.
“Where is your owner?” the fish asked.
“I don’t know.” the horse replied. “I was with my owner, who was eating, and then suddenly this strange machine appeared out of the water, and it made such a loud noise that I got frightened, and I ran away. ”
The fish laughed. “That was a submarine. I used to be scared of them, too, but all they do is explore rivers and stuff for new ocean creatures.”
“Really? But how did it appear out from nowhere?” She asked.
“It didn’t, it was under the water the whole time, exploring.”
The horse began to pace. “What am I going to do? I don’t know the way back to my owner.”
The fish thought for a moment. “I know!”
“What?!” She began to become excited.
“I can look around the park. When I find you're owner, I’ll come back and lead you to her.”
“You’d do that?” She said, happily.
“Sure. What are friends for?”
The horse smiled. “Thank you.”
The fish zoomed away.
The horse looked around, hoping to maybe find her owner on her own. She had no luck though. “Now, you stay here while I go get some food, okay, birdie and tweetie?” a mother bird asked her children.
“Yes mommy.” They said. The mother bird flew away.
The goldfish swam around the park river, hoping to spot someone who has lost a horse.
“Excuse me!” someone said. “Have you seen my horse?” she asked someone nearby.
“What does it look like?” the person asked.
“She’s a fair black horse, with a puffy mane and big blue eyes.”
“Nope, haven’t seen one.”
The fish speedily swam back to the horse. “I found her!” he said.
The horse followed the fish to her owner,a and when the owner and the horse saw each other, they embraced.
THE END

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Hello my fellow members. Today I'm going to tell you why I called my community, "Storybook funtime". In Storybook Funtime, we share stories with others, and PLEASE do not forget to say whether you wrote the story, or someone you know, or just someone else. I hope you enjoy reading these short stories made by others! (P.S., the link is just an image. No need to click on it)

Here is my story, in honor (Or should I say, Horror?) of Halloween:

"Happy Halloween, Cara!" My little brother, Luke screamed.
"Arrg." I said. "Do you have to wake me up early every Halloween? I want to sleep in!"
"Why? It's Halloween!!!" Luke said.
"Because, we always stay up so late on Halloween so I need my sleep. You apparently don't." Cara said, yawning.
" Fine, be miss Grumpyhead if you must, but I'm going to get my costume on!"
I yawned and fell back to sleep.

Later I came into the kitchen to see what mom was making for breakfast.
"Yum! I love it when you make those pudding brains for breakfast!" I said.
"Yep, I know you do. But you gotta hurry up and get your costume on." mom said.
"Why?" I asked, gobbling up my pudding.
" Because, we are going to you're school Halloween party, so hurry!"
I finished up my brain pudding and went to my room. Luke was there, blocking my way, now wearing his zombie costume.
"Don't come in!" he said.
"Why not?" I began to become worried. What if Luke poured his pudding all over my floor again? "Did you pour pudding all over my floor again?"
Luke was quiet. He put his head down and moved out of the way. I opened the door. My room was the same as when I left it.
"Ha! Fooled ya!" Luke said, skipping away.
I gave a sigh of relief. Last year we had to miss the party because of Luke. I went inside and opened my closet door. pulled out my Mother Nature costume and put it on. Then I went I the bathroom and fixed my hair, putting on the flower. Then I put green and brown eyeshadow on. I also added blush and red lipgloss.
I went into the garage. Mom was dressed as a witch, and dad was a wizard.
"Come on!" dad said. "We don't want to be late!"
I hopped into the car and shut the door.

I scanned the croud for my friends, Ava, Sarah and Martha. I spotted Martha and Ava dancing to the song and Sarah was by the snacks.
"Hey, Sarah!" I yelled over the music, waving to her.
She looked around and spotted me, then skipped over.
"Hi." she said. "Do you like my costume? I'm an angel."
"Wow. You make a great angel." I said.
Sarah blushed. "Thanks." she whispered.
Ava and Martha skipped over. "Hey Cara."
"Hi." I said. I looked at their costumes. Ava was dressed as a vampire, and Martha was a fairy.
"The contest is about to start, so you better enter,, like, right now." Ava said.
"Okay, thanks. Where is the signup sheet?"
"Over there!" Martha said. She always was excited, it seemed to Cara.
I walked to the signup sheet, and wrote down my name and costume and then went back to my friends.
"Did you sign up, Sarah?"
Sarah nodded. "I hope they like my costume. There's nothing specal about it, though."
" Hey, does anyone want to go trick-or-treating with me after the party?!" Martha asked.
"Yes!" Ava said.
"I'll ask my mom." Sarah whispered.
" Sure! Just let me ask my mom." I said.
I walked over to mom.
"Do you want to search for hidden treasure in that big bin over there?" mom asked. "Everyones doing it. Or maybe you'd like to pin the spider on the web?"
"Sure, but is it OK if I go trick-or-treating with Martha?"
"It's alright with me. Just make sure your back by 10:30."
"Okay, thanks mom!" I went over to my friends.
"What did she say?" Ava asked.
"She said yes, so long as I'm back at my house by 10:30."
"That's great!" Martha said.
Sarah walked over. "Mom said no at first. But I talked her into it."
I smiled "Good job."
"The prizes are about to be anounced!" Martha said.
"The prize for the cutest costume goes to..." the man on the stage said into the microphone. "Sarah Lea Thomson!"
Sarah's eye's widened "Me?! I won?!"
"Go up and get your prize!" I said.
Sarah walked up onto the stage. The man handed her her giant teddy bear prize and a certificate.
Sarah went down the stairs."I can't beleive I won the prize for cutest costume!"
"AND you got the giant teddy bear! I'm so jealus!" Martha said.
"Winner of scariest costume is...." the man began again. "Alva Kacy Robinson!"
"That's me!" Ava said. She went up and got her trophy.
The judge announced a few more winners and while Ava, Martha, Sarah, and I went to play games. Ava and Sarah went into the haunted mansion, while Martha and I searched for treasure in the bin.
"Ooo, look, I got a spider ring." I said.
"I got a present." Ava said. She opened it. "Yum, carmel apple."
"Why would they put a carmel apple in there?" I wondered.
"No idea."


After the party I went trick-or-treating with my friends. Martha's nieghberhood is amazing! One, the poeple gave away great candy, and two, the decorations are amazing! One house, someone dressed as a statue and stood very still, pretending to be a decoration, and after we got the candy, the person dressed as a statue went crazy!
"Wow, your nieghborhood is a great place to go trick-or-treating!" I said.
"I know!" Martha said.
"I haven't had this much fun on halloween since forever!" Ava said.
"Yes, it is amazing." shy Sarah whispered.
"This was the best Halloween ever!" I said.
"Agreed!" Sarah, Martha and Ava said altogether.

Happy Halloween!




Once upon a time in the time of midwinter, when snowflakes were falling like crystal feathers from Heavan, a queen sat sewing at her window, which had a from of black ebony wood as she sewed she looked up thoughtfully and absently pricked her finger and blood fell into the snow. The queen stared at the pretty sight of deep red on white that was so beautiful that she made a wish.
"If only I had child with skin as white as snow, lips as red as blood, and hair as black as ebony. " The queen said wishfully.
The queen got her wish, as if it was granted by a fairy, or prehaps, her fairy godmother. The child was a girl, who had skin as white as snow, lips as red as blood, and hair as black as ebony. The king and queen named her Snow White, Snow, for short. But, prehaps a fairy did not grant her wish, because the poor queen died.
A year later, the king remarried. She was a beautiful woman on the outside, but she was proud and vain, and would committ sins that would be unforgivable to make herself the fairest. The king himself died not long after the marriage, leaving Snow's stepmother the queen.
But, the queen was crule, and would not do anything to help her people. She had a magic mirror, and veryday she asked the mirror this:

Mirror, Mirror on the wall,
Who is the fairest of them all?

And the mirror always answered:

You, my queen, are the fairest of them all.

And she was satisfied, because she knew the mirror could not lie. Years went by, and poor, beautiful Snow White grew prettier and prettier. One day, when she was seven, she was as beautiful as the light of day, as beautiful as the earth itself. In fact, she grew more beautful than the queen herself.
And so, when the queen asked her mirror her daily question, the mirror replied, saying:

You my queen, are fair, tis true
But Snow White is a thousand times fairer than you.

The queen turned green with envy, and always looked at Snow White with a kind of fear in her heart. Her hatred for Snow white grew and grew until she had no peace day and night. Finnally, the queen could not bear this any longer, and summoned a huntman and said to him:
"Take my step-daughter into the woods, and kill her. And for proof, bring me her heart, and I will put it in this box."
The huntman, afraid of disobeying the queen, took Snow White to the woods. He took out his hunting knife, his hand shaking. He was about to stab it into her innocent heart when she said:
"Oh, please do not kill me, dear huntsman. I will run away into the forest and never come back."
The huntsman felt empathy. "Go child, go into the forest and be safe from the queen."
Snow White obeyed, and ran throuugh the forest, until she came to a mini house. She was so tired she did not think, and went inside the house to rest. Everything was small, but so very neat and clean. Snow White was so hungry that she ate a little bit from each plate, and drank a glass of water. then she lie on a bed and fell fast asleep.
Then seven dwarfs came into the house and lit the candles. They saw that everything was not in order, and wondred what was going on. They each looked but saw no one. But then, the seventh dwarf looked in his bed and saw beautiful Snow White sleeping there.
"Oh my! Oh my!" he cried. "She's so beautiful!"
They all came over and stared at Snow White. Snow woke up, frightened. Who were these seven men in front of her?
"Who are you?" They asked.
"My name is Snow White. May I stay here and rest? The queen tried killing me."
The dwarfs said, "If you will keep house for us, and cook, make beds, wash, sew, and knit, and keep everything clean and orderly, then you can stay with us, and you shall have everything that you want."
"Yes," Snow White said, "with all my heart."
So she kept house for them. Every morning they went into the mountains looking for ore and gold, and in the evening when they came back home their meal had to be ready. During the day the girl was alone.
The good dwarfs warned her, saying, "Be careful about your stepmother. She will soon know that you are here. Do not let anyone in."
Now the queen, believing that she had Snow White's heart ina box kept by her bed, could only think that she was again the first and the most beautiful woman of all. She stepped before her mirror and again asked her daily question. He said:
You, my queen, are fair; tis true.
But Snow White, beyond the mountains
With the seven dwarfs,
Is still a thousand times fairer than you.
This startled the queen, for she knew that the mirror did not lie, and she realized that the huntsman had deceived her, and that Snow White was still alive. Then she thought, and thought again, how she could kill Snow White, for as long as long as she was not the most beautiful woman in the entire land her envy would give her no rest.
At last she thought of something. Coloring her face, she disguised herself as an old peddler woman, so that no one would recognize her. In this disguise she went to the house of the seven dwarfs. Knocking on the door she called out, "Beautiful wares for sale, for sale!"
Snow White peered out the window and said, "Good day, dear woman, what do you have for sale?"
"Good wares, beautiful wares," she answered. "Bodice laces in all colors." And she took out one that was braided from colorful silk. "Would you like this one?"
"I can let that honest woman in," poor Snow White thought, then unbolted the door and bought the pretty bodice lace.
"Child," said the old woman, "how you look! Come, let me lace you up properly."
The unsuspecting Snow White stood before her and let her do up the new lace, but the old woman pulled so quickly and so hard that Snow White could not breathe.
"You used to be the most beautiful one," the queen said, and hurried away.
Not long afterward, in the evening time, the seven dwarfs came home. How terrified they were when they saw their dear Snow White lying on the ground, not moving at all, as though she were dead. They lifted her up, and, seeing that she was too tightly laced, they cut the lace in two. Then she began to breathe a little, and little by little she came back to life.
When the dwarfs heard what had happened they said, "The old peddler woman was no one else but the godless queen. Take care and let no one in when we are not with you."
When the wicked woman returned home she went to her mirror and, once again asked her daily question.
The mirror answered once again:

You, my queen, are fair; tis true.
But Snow-White, beyond the mountains
With the seven dwarfs,
Is still a thousand times fairer than you.
When she heard that, all her blood ran to her heart because she knew that Snow-White had come back to life.
"This time," she said, "I shall think of something that will destroy you."
Then with the art of witchcraft, which she understood, she made a poisoned comb. Then she disguised herself, taking the form of a different old woman. Thus she went across the seven mountains to the seven dwarfs, knocked on the door, and called out, "Good wares for sale, for sale!"
Snow White looked out and said, "Go on your way. I am not allowed to let anyone in."
"You surely may take a look," said the old woman, pulling out the poisoned comb and holding it up. The child liked it so much that she let herself be deceived, and she opened the door.
After they had agreed on the purchase, the old woman said, "Now let me comb your hair properly."
She had barely stuck the comb into Snow-White's hair when the poison took effect, and the girl fell down unconscious.
"You specimen of beauty," the wicked woman said, "now you are finished." And she walked away.
Fortunately it was almost evening, and the seven dwarfs came home. When they saw Snow-White lying on the ground as if she were dead, they immediately suspected her stepmother. They examined her and found the poisoned comb. They had scarcely pulled it out when Snow-White came to herself again and told them what had happened. Once again they warned her to be on guard and not to open the door for anyone.
Back at home the queen stepped before her mirror asked her mirror the daily question.
The mirror answered:

You, my queen, are fair; tis true.
But Snow-White, beyond the mountains
With the seven dwarfs,
Is still a thousand times fairer than you.
When the queen heard the mirror saying this, she shook and trembled with anger, "Snow White shall die," she shouted, "if it costs me my life!"
Then she went into her most secret room -- no one else was allowed inside -- and she made a poisoned apple. From the outside it was beautiful, white with red cheeks, and anyone who saw it would want it. But anyone who might eat a little piece of it would died. Then, coloring her face, she disguised herself as a peasant woman, and thus went across the seven mountains to the seven dwarfs. She knocked on the door.
Snow-White stuck her head out the window and said, "I am not allowed to let anyone in. The dwarfs have forbidden me to do so."
"That is all right with me," answered the peasant woman. "I'll easily get rid of my apples. Here, I'll give you one of them."
"No," said Snow-White, "I cannot accept anything."
"Are you afraid of poison?" asked the old woman. "Look, I'll cut the apple in two. You eat the red half, and I shall eat the white half."
Now the apple had been so artfully made that only the red half was poisoned. Snow-White longed for the beautiful apple, and when she saw that the peasant woman was eating part of it she could no longer resist, and she stuck her hand out and took the poisoned half. She barely had a bite in her mouth when she fell to the ground dead.
The queen looked at her with a gruesome stare, laughed loudly, and said, "White as snow, red as blood, black as ebony wood! This time the dwarfs cannot awaken you."

Back at home she asked her mirror:

Mirror, mirror, on the wall,
Who is the fairest of them all?

It answered:

You, my queen, are fairest of all.

Then her envious heart was at rest, as well as an envious heart can be at rest.
When the dwarfs came home that evening they found Snow White lying on the ground. She was not breathing at all. She was dead. They lifted her up and looked for something poisonous. They undid her laces. They combed her hair. They washed her with water and wine. But nothing helped. The dear child was dead, and she remained dead. They laid her on a bier, and all seven sat next to her and mourned for her and cried for three days. They were going to bury her, but she still looked as fresh as a living person, and still had her beautiful red cheeks.
They said, "We cannot bury her in the black earth," and they had a transparent glass coffin made, so she could be seen from all sides. They laid her inside, and with golden letters wrote on it her name, and that she was a princess. Then they put the coffin outside on a mountain, and one of them always stayed with it and watched over her. The animals too came and mourned for Snow white, first an owl, then a raven, and finally a dove.
Snow White lay there in the coffin a long, long time, and she did not decay, but looked like she was asleep, for she was still as white as snow and as red as blood, and as black-haired as ebony wood.
Now it came to pass that a prince entered these woods and happened onto the dwarfs' house, where he sought shelter for the night. He saw the coffin on the mountain with beautiful Snow-White in it, and he read what was written on it with golden letters.
Then he said to the dwarfs, "Let me have the coffin. I will give you anything you want for it."
But the dwarfs answered, "We will not sell it for all the gold in the world."
Then he said, "Then give it to me, for I cannot live without being able to see Snow White. I will honor her and respect her as my most cherished one."
As he thus spoke, the good dwarfs felt pity for him and gave him the coffin. The prince had his servants carry it away on their shoulders. But then it happened that one of them stumbled on some brush, and this dislodged from Snow White's throat the piece of poisoned apple that she had bitten off. Not long afterward she opened her eyes, lifted the lid from her coffin, sat up, and was alive again.
"Good heavens, where am I?" she cried out.
The prince said joyfully, "You are with me." He told her what had happened, and then said, "I love you more than anything else in the world. Come with me to my father's castle. You shall become my wife." Snow White loved him, and she went with him. Their wedding was planned with great splendor and majesty.
Snow White's godless stepmother was also invited to the feast. After putting on her beautiful clothes she stepped before her mirror and said:

Mirror, mirror, on the wall,
Who is the fairest of them all?

The mirror answered:
You, my queen, are fair; it is true.
But the young queen is a thousand times fairer than you.

The wicked woman uttered a curse, and she became so frightened, so frightened, that she did not know what to do. At first she did not want to go to the wedding, but she found no peace. She had to go and see the young queen. When she arrived she recognized Snow White, and terrorized, she could only stand there without moving.
Snow White was married, and she lived happily ever after, the end.


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