What's On! Youth

My name is Karsen Scott.  I am thirteen years old. I enjoy writing because it allows me to show my creativity and my feelings through a story.  I became interested in writing when I was reading one day and thought, “Hey, I can do that!”. I wrote about a pig named Dave and our adventures on the farm. I came up with the idea for the “Sanedelo” when I was sitting in my room, I made up lots of creatures and I will probably make sequels to this story.​

I moved to Mission about 5 years ago. My favorite thing to do here is to walk around downtown with my friends.

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Sandelo

by Karsen Scott

Hi, my name is George McDavidson. Have you ever seen a living sandwich? Let’s begin. I am eighteen years old, I am very athletic, I love biology, and all living things. Yes, even spiders. My favorite animal is probably a dog because they are the best with humans, and they are very nice most of the time. I am tall, have long blonde hair, wear baggy clothes, and a pair of purple Jordan Ones. I live in California, where it is warm and damp.​

Today is August 9th, 1963, and I live near an abandoned science lab. They say it was abandoned because a bunch of creatures that are very alien like took it over. The air around the lab has gas in it, that makes it hard for humans to survive. Only the creatures can survive. I found that people don’t die here but they don’t know what’s real or fake after they leave. I always wanted to go there but I was scared because I don’t know what is in there, and I have a little fear of the unknown. One day I said “screw it”, and went to explore the area. So, I walked over to the science lab and saw around it was very foggy and polluted with nuclear waste, garbage, animal feces and even corpses of animals like squirrels and rats. It also smelled very awful!!!

I found a bright yellow container, leaking a bright green and dark green liquid that was steaming. The container had a black hazard sign on it. The container looked old and worn out, the paint was faded and peeling off showing the silver container. It was covered in dents that could be from rocks that people have thrown at it.
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I also saw a weird creature that was a sandwich-looking thing with wings. It looked like it was a bologna sandwich. I was wondering if I could eat it but at the same time if it would eat me!? I called it the Sanedelo. I thought it was a fitting name because it has “San” like sandwich. As I started to approach it, I inhaled the gas and started coughing a lot. The coughing scared off Sanedelo and I started hearing things like laughing and screams, crows, and barks. I thought I was going insane, so I started to walk away because I didn’t want to die. I was backing away when I bumped into a trash can, I fell over and got knocked out because I hit my head. Around one hour later, I woke up to the smell of a peanut butter and jam sandwich. I sat up and rubbed my eyes and my head. I looked around and saw a  majestic looking thing, a sandwich with bright white wings. It was a peanut butter and jam sandwich! I was so close I could touch it. I tried not to move so I didn’t scare it away and so I could study it. This was so different it was like I was dreaming.  I couldn’t look away even though my head was throbbing and I wanted to go home. I couldn’t move. After a while of sitting there, I slowly stuck my hand out, offering for the Sanedelo to approach. It started to fly a little bit and I got scared but then it slowly landed on my arm. It felt like a normal sandwich, but it had the wings of an eagle. I found that it had a few tiny teeth they looked like little pieces of corn. I tried to stand, and it flapped its wings but stayed on my arm. I stood up and it was still on my arm. It was as heavy as a parrot.

As I walked home it sat on my arm. When I got home, I tried to put it on my bed, but it wouldn’t budge. I tried to shake it off and it shot peanut butter and jam all over my room. I tried to push it off. It finally hopped off of my arm, but it was indented. The bread was smushed and it look like my handprint. It didn’t look injured, but it was just sitting there on my bed and it didn’t move for a solid minute. Then it slowly crawled over to my pillow and laid down. I think it went to sleep, because it didn’t move for another few hours and the bread slowly got less indented. When it woke around three hours later it started to fly and I got scared. So I took a photo and then I opened the window. I know you’re probably thinking why would I let it go? I wanted it to be free and safe. Besides, I got a picture to show my friends to prove I wasn’t making this up. Now when I walk past the lab, I will not be scared because I know there’s one thing that will come and say hi. Of course, I know that I won’t always see the same Sanedelo, but I will see different ones and make new friends with each of them.  I wonder how many varieties there are inside?

And so this ends my story of the Sandelo, my first creature find.