I found one of the only stories I think I still have from 8th grade on my computer and thought I’d share. It’s a science fiction short story called “Worst Space Trip Ever”. I hope you enjoy.
Bob stepped out of the spaceship and onto the barren planet. He looked around and didn’t see anything. A minute or two later Habbib and Fred came out.
“I don’t see anything,” Fred said.
“Me either,” said Bob.
They walked around for a while and they still didn’t see anything.
“What should we do,” said Habbib.
“I think we should go back to the spaceship and get out of here,” announced Fred.
The three cadets started on their way back to the spaceship. After a while they got lost. They didn’t where to go.
“Maybe we’ll find someone or something around here,” said Habbib.
The three walked and walked and walked and walked.
“I think I see something up ahead!” shouted Bob.
They started to run. It finally came into view. It was some sort of factory. They walked up to the door and knocked. While they were waiting for an answer Bob found a sign.
“A and B Bomb Products Inc.,” read Bob, “home of nuclear warheads, bombs, and other dangerous stuff for over 300 years.”
“Wow!” said Fred.
They heard footsteps behind them. The three turned around, and there were huge purple and blue striped, pink polka-dotted aliens, standing there with a really big gun pointed at them.
“Oh, no,” said Habbib unemotionally.
The aliens took Bob, Fred, and Habbib to their hideout and no one ever heard from Bob, Fred, and Habbib again.
The End
