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Man... I was going to write my story or poem... But I don't know which to write. :S I have till August 12th, right? I am trying to think of something Squid like. I might have to use the Squid Billies, but only use them as inspiration. :)

GIMMIE MAH SQUID!
Type of entry: Short Story
Entry: Steve's First Pet

Back when Steve was ten years old, he had his first pet. It wasn’t an ordinary pet, and that pet was a pet squid by the name of Jim-Bob. Steve found the squid in a small glass tank. The squid was looking at Steve with sad eyes. Steve notice the squid was the color of diamonds. Steve smiled happily and picked up the tank. He noticed a little hat in the tank that said, “Jim-Bob”.

“I guess I’ll call you Jim-Bob,” Steve said as he was carrying the tank into his house.

At the time, Steve didn’t know that his father and mother would disapprove such a pet. Like most boys his age, Steve snuck the squid into the house. When Steve got into his room, he took out one of his encyclopedias and was looking up information about squids.

“Hmm...” Steve said as he looked at the size of his squid, “I guess you eat shrimp, small fish, and small plants. “

Steve was thinking to himself, “How am I going to feed Jim-Bob Shrimp? What would mom or dad say if they catch me with shrimp?”
Steve imagined it now, what if they caught him? His mother might say, “I hope you weren’t going to eat that.” What if they found out he had a pet squid, his father might say, “Well, squid’s aren’t meant to be pets son, I’ll give you three days to get rid of it or I’ll release it to the sea.” Steve sighed as he imagined it and played it in his head. So he decided to call his friend Amy to help him. Amy knew exactly what to do. Amy’s family breed squids and she could help Steve feed the squid when it needed shrimp. Steve had the small plants and fish handled.

When Amy picked up the phone, she nodded and came over to Steve’s right away. She came over with some homework, and squid food hidden in her backpack. Amy rang the door bell and waited for someone to answer. Steve’s mom came up to door and answered it.

“Hello Mrs. Simon, is Steve home?” Amy asked as she smiled.
“Yes he is Amy, but Steve has homework to do right now,” Mrs. Simon replied.
“I am not here to play,” Amy said, “I am here to help him study for spelling bee.”
“Oh, the spelling bee,” Mrs. Simon said excitingly as she let Amy in, “come in Amy, I know you and Steve will make it final two!”

Amy smiled happily at Mrs. Simon and went up to Steve’s room. When the coast was clear, Amy started to feed the squid some shrimp. The squid seemed to be happy, but deep down inside he was missing something. Amy looked at the hat next to the squid and remembered something.

“Steve, I think this squid belongs in my squid farm,” Amy said as she let Steve feed the squid a plant or two.
“Why do you say that?” Steve asked and then he looked at Jim-Bob, “Don’t worry Jim-Bob I’ll take care of you forever.”
“My Uncle Jim-Bob puts his mini hats in certain male squid.” Amy said as she looked at the squid.
“But I found him!” Steve exclaimed as he wanted to keep Jim-Bob as a pet, “My mom and dad won’t let me have a pet! If I can care for Jim-Bob, I can care for a dog named Taco!”

Mr. Simon heard from fuss from Steve’s room, so he decided to go check on Steve and his wife came with him. When they saw the squid, they freaked out. Mrs. Simon yelled at Amy for showing Steve that disgusting thing.

“But… Steve….” Amy said nervously as she started to cry.

That is when Steve had to stand up for his friend, even if it meant he would be grounded for three or more days.

“Mom, Dad, Amy didn’t bring the squid… I mean Jim-Bob into the house,” Steve said as he stood up for Amy, “I brought it in. I thought if I could take care of this, you would let me have a dog.”
“Amy, we’re not mad at you,” Mr. Simon said as he looked at with a calm look on his face, “but can you take Jim-Bob to your parents?”
“Yes I can, Mr. Simon,” Amy said as she packed her things in her backpack and grabbed Jim-Bob.
Amy left the house, that way Steve and his parents could talk.
“Steve,” Mr. Simon said, “I know you really want a pet, but this wasn’t the way to prove that you were ready.”
“We’re not mad at you, Steve,” Mrs. Simon commented, “but bringing strange creatures into the house isn’t a good idea. What if Nana Lewis saw the—I mean Jim-Bob, she would faint.”
“If you had showed Jim-Bob to us first, we could have let you—” Mr. Simon said as some whispers from his wife interrupted what he was about to say, “Well unfortunately, we couldn’t let you keep him.”
For a couple or more minutes, Steve’s parents whispered among themselves and came up with an idea.
“We decided to let you have a pet, but only a reasonable one,” Mrs. Simon said.
“Can I have a snake?” Steve asked as he smiled.
“No, they are too dangerous, son,” Mr. Simon replied.
“All right, I can I have a hamster?” Steve asked again as he smiled.

His parents smiled and agreed to that choice. So three days later, Steve had his second pet and that hamster was named Sandy. Years later, Steve had a dog named Taco which is still with him to this day. Steve will never forget his first pet though, and he wonders how Jim-Bob is doing.

Meanwhile… Jim-Bob ended up with a television show on a random cable network with some other squids.

There is my story everyone! :D