George
By T.J.
My rock is special. There is no other rock in
the world like mine. I think it smells like lava. So I think
my rock was formed in the center of the earth. It might have
shot out of a volcano, or it might have been somebody else's
special rock and could have traveled from anywhere in the world.
It really makes me wonder where it actually came from.
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Jim
By Lara
My rock's name is Jim. Jim's story is this.
Jim came from Florida. He came from the surface. He was right
next to an orange tree in an orange grove. When I was there
visiting my cousin who lives on an orange grove, she told
me how to find one and showed me hers. So, I decided to go
find myself a rock. Then as I was looking, I saw a split open
orange. Under it was my rock. Since he was under the orange,
he smelled exactly like one. I have had him from then until
today.
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Pink Stuff
By Danielle
I found this rock near the ocean and it smells
like salt similar to the ocean. I named it Pink Stuff because
it's pink with a little white. Now I know I am going to have
great luck even if I live in Tucson away from the ocean. It
sort of smells like sand too, because when you are by the
beach you smell the sand, water, and breeze of what's in the
air. My rock also has a gouged edge because maybe it got washed
up onto the shore and I was the lucky person to find it! It
has dark pink, light pink, white and crystal. Every rock has
a home. I think mine could have broken off a big rock, maybe
its mom! I really like this rock because it's my favorite
color and it really caught my eye, and I love the smell of
the ocean. I hope it brings me good luck.
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"Nicky"
By Joe
Smells like chocolate chip cookie dough
Nicky's great, great, great, great aunt Susie
lived in the Oort Cloud. She didn't like it there so when she
was in Rockamentary School she took a road trip to the sun,
but when they got to the pit stop on earth they didn't want
to leave. So after 2,000,000,000,000,000,000 years, Nicky was
broken off of the family rock and had to learn to fend for himself
in the real world. Since there isn't any rock schools on earth,
he had to teach himself. I found him about to take on a piece
of bedrock four times his size and saved him. We're great pals.
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