My short story, posted below for your viewing pleasure so you don't have to try and read through Scratch projects.
"Wait just a minute! This isn't a school- this is an alien labor camp!" David screamed. Indeed, this was an alien labor camp. How he confused it for a school would be beyond any being's knowledge. "No duh," Replied a neighboring being, using three dry tentacles to chip away at a sandy, purple rock. He had half a head, what looked like eyes were on his chest, and stood on one leg which looked remarkably like an elephant. No, not an elephant leg. An elephant was his leg. Fortunately, he was David's height and native language. How that coincidence happened was described through a series of complex equations where x = 1. "Hey, wait a minute! If you're an alien, then how do you speak English?" The alien's head swiveled to meet David's face. He wasn't the brightest sixth grader, but his cute looks usually meant he got away with everything. In a droning voice, the alien explained, "It's calculated through a series of complex equations where x = 1." Poor David could not wrap his childish head around this fact, while the alien certainly could. After all, his intelligence was x^3+701 where x = 9 times greater. However, he wasn't feeling as intelligent in that moment, as he was being forcibly worked to death. The sixth grader with sandy blond hair pushed his bangs out of his eyes, as he scanned the landscape. Even though it looked about mid-day, the sky was a deep orange, and the humongous sun was blood red. However, it didn’t sting his eyes too much when he glanced at it. What few plant-like structures that were in the deserted landscape were deep, black vines that subconsciously attempted to trip the chained prisoners. “I don’t think this is Earth,” He whined. "Duh."
