The Chronicles of Aksel

In the land of Kang, we have four Elders: Two males and two females. We have never seen their faces before, for if we look into their eyes all memory is lost for the one who looked the deepest into their eyes. The Elders come to Kang from time to time. We are given warning of their appearance, but there are some who do not make it in time…my father was one of them; we found him wandering near the Kudlo Forest, he couldn’t even remember his own name. A Racker was about to take him , but my sister and I found him just in time.

They’re dangerous…Rackers. They are hunchback beasts with claws like iron, and six-inch razor sharp teeth…they have a paralyzing death screech…if it reaches your ears you are paralyzed and that’s when they take you. This Racker did not let out a paralyzing death screech…I never understood why. But this is not a story of my father, this is a story about me…my name is Aksel, it means father of peace. One day I was searching for food near the Kudlo Forest when I heard what sounded like quieted, almost majestic sounding voices. Do you know what I mean by majestic? Their voices were deep, loud, clear, calm…proud. I moved closer, mesmerized by the voices, to see who they belonged to…then I saw them. The four Elders, they were dressed in crimson red and gold, with crowns upon their heads, standing elegantly in a dark clearing of the forest. They appeared to be talking to a Racker. I tried to move closer but the Racker saw me and screeched its paralyzing death screech. I covered my ears, and closed my eyes, panicking as I could not move any further! Finally, after what seemed like a lifetime, it stopped. Still holding my hands over my ears I lifted my head, opened my eyes, and looked straight into the eyes of a female Elder and fell to the ground. When I woke I was on a bed, and a woman was sitting next to me: her eyes were red and black, stained with dry tears and constant rubbing. It was my mother…but how could I remember that? I sat up confused. She looked at me with sadness then asked a simple question, “what is your name?” She looked down as the words rolled off her lips, she rubbed her achy hands across her knees. She was wearing her green dress again, the one my father gave to her. She knew the answer I was going to give to her; she heard her husband say it to her only 3 years past. “My name is Aksel.” I remember saying, my mother immediately looked at me with confusion and disbelief. I could not believe it either. But my memories were still…here. I remembered everything, so again I repeated, “my name is Aksel, it means father of peace. You named me after my grandfather…..Mother….I remember everything.”


My Bible

The Holy Book, God’s Word, the Scriptures, my Bible. It’s more than just a book to me.

It comforts me when I’m sad, it makes my heart glad.

It convicts me when I’ve done wrong, it’s so very, very long.

It teaches me not to judge, so I cannot hold a grudge.

Most importantly it tells me about God’s Son, and all of the wonderful things He’s done.

I remember being told of it’s Words when I was young, and they will stay with me when I’m old.

Sarah Skepple 

The Explanation of Adventures

1) Pride and Prejudice

2 and 3) Voyage of the Dawn Treader

4) The Tell-Tale Heart

5) Fall of the House of Usher

6) Percy Jackson-The Last Olympian

7) Journey to the Center of the Earth

8) 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea

9) Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone

10) The Hobbit

11) Sherlock Holmes (any of the stories)

Sarah Skepple


There was a moment I felt myself looking into a mirror, watching as the love of my life walked away because of my Pride.

I was being taken captive by a band of pirates to a faraway place that I had not known, although I was already in a place called Narnia…how more faraway can I get?

I found myself on a ship, a mighty ship, where I could feel the sea breeze blowing through my hair. I could taste the salty sea as we sailed on our Voyage.

I heard the Heart of a man beating, as I watched his killer pace the room in fear.

I felt the cold chill of a ghost as she walked in the room, to find her poor, mistaken brother Usher waiting for her in his father’s chair.

I watched as men and monsters fought for the chance of freedom, in a world of bondage. Led by a boy named Percy.

I climbed and clawed the earth as it fell on my face, all in the pursuit of finding the Center.

Leagues and leagues we fell, all in hopes to explore the sea.

Letters upon letters filled my Uncle and Aunt’s house all addressed to a Harry Potter.

I was in a dark hole…hearing the sounds of two creatures running towards me. One very small, as a child may look, but called a Hobbit and the other a creature, so awfully disgusting, and filled with such rage that I could not think of a name so horrible that fit it besides Gollum.

I put on my coat and hat to follow Mr. Holmes on one of his mysteries, hoping that one day I could be as great a detective as he.

These are only a few of the adventures I have had, and I had them without leaving my room. How you might ask? Hmm, I’ll get back to you when I’m done with this book.

Sarah Skepple