A story created and illustrated by the First Graders in Room 406.
One day, Rocky was in his back yard building his rocket ship. He used metal from the basement refrigerator for the fins, an old pot his mommy used to plant flowers in for the seat, and a fan for the engine.
He was planning on going to Mars. He wanted to see the red rocks and he wanted to see if aliens lived there. Soon, he was ready. All he needed was a space suit. So, he ran to his room and put on his pajamas with rockets and planets on them and placed the old fish bowl over his head ran back to his ship. He started the fan and turned it on 'high'. Three...two...one...BLASTOFF! Rocky was hurled into space! He saw lots of planets!
He was sure to steer clear of the sun because it was so hot there. He aimed his rocketship toward the red planet. MARS! Then, thud! He landed! "Wow!" he laughed. "The rocks really are red!" As he started walking, he noticed he was actually bouncing! There's not as much gravity on Mars, so he could almost fly. "Wheee!" he yelled. "This is fun!" But, as Rocky was floating back down to the surface, he floated into a big, dark, crater! Suddenly, he saw two, big eyes staring back at him.
"Oh no!" he screamed. "It's an alien!" Then, he heard a soft coo...and a baby's cry. It was an alien, but it was a baby. "It's ok, baby alien," said Rocky. "I'll take care of you." ROAR! A deep roar came from down inside the crater. Rocky could see a caterpillar-like monster with huge teeth and big claws slithering toward them. He grabbed the baby and tried to run out of the crater as fast as he could. "Hey!" yelled the slimy monster. "That's my breakfast...bring it back or you'll be lunch..." Rocky ran to his spaceship and tucked the baby safely in the flower pot. The monster was close behind.
"You'll be safe here," he said. He tried to start the fan, but, there's no electricity on Mars. It wouldn't start. The creature was coming closer, and closer....and growing…
"Rocky!" called his mama. "It's lunchtime!" "Oh no!" cried Rocky. "She wants to eat me!" Then Rocky rubbed his eyes. He was waking up...it had all been a horrible dream "Hurry, Rocky, I made your favorite...pancakes with mac-n-cheese on top!" Rocky, who was curled up on the couch, looked down on his lap. There, sleeping peacefully, was his little sister...Aliena. He took her hand as he led her to the kitchen.
"You're safe now," he whispered. "Don't worry, I'll always be here to protect you."