Trapped in Mars by Alexa

Dear Mr. Giraffe,

“HELP!”  We are surrounded by aliens.  We’re on Mars.  It’s scaring us.  They are bigger than us and they have sharp teeth – and they are coming closer by the second.  Please can you help me?  There’s one thousand of us.  We will be dead.  Can you call us and tell us information and what to do?  Please – we are in deep, deep and deeper trouble.  So if you are reading this now – can you help?            

From,

Mr. Considered

Dear Mr. Considered,

OK.  I know you do not have a lot of time but this is what you do.  I will get the FBI to come up there to come and get you out of trouble.  So don’t worry.  “We are going to save you all!”

From,

Mr. Giraffe

Dear Mr. Giraffe,

But how long do we wait until they are here and save us?  There are more than a thousand of them.  There’s more than one million aliens so you’re going to have to get the whole army too and also some wrestlers.  Ask everyone to wear shorts and t-shirts and hats and followed by tennis shoes.

From,

Mr. Considered

Dear Mr. Considered,

You will have to start hurting them yourselves.  So get started after you read this letter and they will be there on one hour.  So, fight, fight!  And I will get you the whole army and wrestlers.  I will get them to wear all of that stuff.  Now everybody needs to get started.

From,

Mr. Giraffe

Dear Mr. Giraffe,

Thank you for all of that and you don’t have to write back.  OK.  We will start hurting them and I know that you will say “You’re welcome.”

From,

Mr. Considered

So after Mr. Considered wrote all of these letters to Mr. Giraffe, they all started to hurt the aliens.  An hour later, the army and wrestlers and FBI came and they help3ed the astronauts.  They got out, but the aliens chased after them.  But they all got saved and the army and the wrestlers and the FBI.

The End.