jo allen

Joined June 2021

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My name is Jo Allen. I typically write the Children picture books. I am a published author. I am married living in Southern California. My favorite past times are reading and writing. I love challenges

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THE BUTTERFLY AND THE PEAR TREE
The Butterfly And The Pear Tree Serendipity was a beautiful monarch butterfly with brilliant black, gold, and white colors in her wings. Serendipity was dazzling, lovely, and carefree. The end of summer had grown close. While the other Monarch butterflies were busy eating and preparing to take the flight to their long winter resting place; Serendipity was actively fluttering about with a rabble of different butterflies. The bouncy butterflies fluttered all over the flower field in play. She took no note. Her best friends Tiger and Glasswing tried to warn her, "Soon, the day of flight will be upon us; without strength enough to keep up, you'll fall way behind." Serendipity continued to take no notice.
By jo allen4 years ago in Fiction
TERRY THE DELINQUENT SCHOOL FISH
TERRY, THE DELINQUENT SCHOOL FISH Terry Tetra was a curious baby schooling fish. He lived in the deep blue sea with his four brothers and mother. Terry didn’t like schooling. He thought it was a waste of time to be swimming around all day in a large school with the other fish. He imagined there was much more excitement and things to see out there in the amazing deep blue sea yet to be discovered. One morning when Mama Tetra woke Terry up for school Terry found it bothersome and yelled,‘’But I don’t wanna go to school.’ Pouting and flapping his fins while looking at Momma and his four brothers. “ But we are schooling fish, that’s what we do his mother said. Even I go to school,” Terry frowned and said, “ I will never get out of school. “ Momma Tetra gave Terry an understanding look but announced they would be leaving soon. “ The school is the safest place for a little fry like you, “ Mama said. She hurried the boys along and off to school they all went.
By jo allen4 years ago in Fiction
LA BOITE
La Boite He stood behind the windowed lobby door, patiently awaiting the woman to retrieve her mail before entering the mailroom. Double-quick, he opened his mailbox, grabbing out several letters when his hand brushed against something. Wallace stooped, peering inside the metal box just big enough for flat parcels. Inside the box was a numbered 13 key tag that opened a larger container for larger packages. Puzzled, he reached for the key, twirling between his fingers. Wallace moved to the specified numbered box, hoping no one was watching. He cautiously opened #13.
By jo allen4 years ago in 01
IF THESE OLD BARN WALLS COULD TALK
IF THESE OLD BARN WALLS COULD TALK The old barn was nearly a century old when I saw it for the first time. It looked as if it had weathered its last storm. It set alone among the swaying tall pampas grass on my grandparent's old, dilapidated farm. Its weathered red paint faded and stripped of its rich former color, leaving it a brownish blackish dirty reddish color. The decayed wood had separated from the rusted nails, many of which had fallen to the ground. The barn was a massive size, and there was an enormous hole in its roof that had partly caved in. It had four windows on the front of the barn, with the loft opening just above the two badly worn-out barn doors. The loft's floor was still covered with faded and stiff hay that had been blown about over the passing years.
By jo allen5 years ago in Fiction
KURU
It was a weird-sized casket, certainly not big enough for an adult but oversized for a child. An unusual flag was adorned over it, a tiny one. It was supported by four men in uniform, though it was difficult to tell for a certainty exactly what uniform it was, or even if the supporters were all men. Due to the small size of the casket, the usual number of carriers wasn't necessary. If so, it may have been pretty awkward to watch them stumble of the heels of the person in front of them. Everything seemed to be undersized. So the extra supporters were in the ranks of many others in uniform waiting beside the small open grave. The priest wore the usual coverture instead of a uniform and must have said something because amusing followed by a long silence, then a burst of laughter. I would have found this whole scenario strange, but I didn't. It gave me an inside view of what life must have been like for my friend.
By jo allen5 years ago in Fiction
THE HEART-SHAPED LOCKET
THE HEART SHAPED LOCKET Lizzy had always been afraid of shots. But not now, bravely, sitting ready to receive the first dose of the experimental drug. Her father, Daniel, sat ten feet away from her and watched. She caressed the heart-shaped locket he had given her around her neck with one hand. With the other, she blew him a kiss and smiled. She could still smile, whereas he found smiling a difficult thing to do still. The cuff of her pink t-shirt had been pushed up as high as her shoulder. He had convinced her this was the best way to go. It would not hurt. She trusted him implicitly. If only mommy had gone this opportunity, it was too late for her. He had agreed to the experimental therapy. There had been great controversy following it. After hearing both sides and diligent research, he rolled up his sleeve. The risk of losing her was worth any chance offered. Up until that moment, he had not experienced any side effects. The nurse sat the tray down on the counter.
By jo allen5 years ago in Criminal
THE ADVENTURES OF CAP'N BOOGER NOSE, Bird Brain and Turtlehead
The Adventures of Cap’n Booger Nose, Bird Brain and Turtle Head: In Double Island Surprise KA-BOOM!! Went the canon! The ship had been hit. The battle was fierce and raged on. Thick black smoke was everywhere. The clock was ticking. Any moment the ticking time bomb would explode. Throwing things overboard, Booger Nose had to hurry. Not much time left. He had to get Bird Brain and Turtle Head outta there. Suddenly he grabbed his bag of booty. He grabbed his 1st and 2nd mate and shouted, “Shiver me timber’s!” as he jumped overboard.
By jo allen5 years ago in Fiction
BAKKI'S MISSION TO THE MOON
Bakki's Mission On The Moon. 10-9-8-7-6-5-4-3-2-1-0 BLAST OFF!! Heading for the stars. And with a loud thunder boom, the rocket lifted off. A big puff of smoke zoomed out of its tail. Leaving the world behind; soon the rocket was orbiting in space. Instantly, Bakki's missile was heading straight for the moon. Bakki watched as stars blitzed past the rocket ship's window.
By jo allen5 years ago in Families
THE BOITE
The Boite He stood behind the windowed door in the lobby. Patiently he awaited the woman to retrieve her mail and leave before entering the mailroom of the small apartment complex. Quickly opening his mailbox and grabbing out several letters, his hand brushed against something hard. Wallace stooped down to peer inside the metal box just big enough to fit flat parcels. In the back of the box, a key opened a larger container where large packages were delivered. Puzzled, he reached for the key and pondered a few moments, holding the key between his fingers. Looking around before moving to the numbered box the key specified and hoping no one was watching. He cautiously opened the box and took out the shoebox-size package. Quizzically gazing at the package. Then shaking the box, he could feel and hear the slightly loose items it contained. He looked at the label. The address read Wallace Hunter 555 Saint Laurent Suite 411 Paris France. There was no return address; the postage-paid stamp existed on the package. He exited the mailroom as his neighbor Mr. Schafer an older gentleman approached. Wallace exchanged the usual pleasant but quick pleasantries avoiding eye contact. Hurriedly he headed for his apartment, carefully avoiding anyone else along the way.
By jo allen5 years ago in Fiction
WHO CAN STOP THE RAIN?
Who Can Stop The Rain? It had been a long rainy day. Playing inside most of the day was more than Mom could handle. The triplets had gotten into
By jo allen5 years ago in Fiction

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THE BUTTERFLY AND THE PEAR TREE

TERRY THE DELINQUENT SCHOOL FISH

LA BOITE

IF THESE OLD BARN WALLS COULD TALK

KURU

THE HEART-SHAPED LOCKET

THE ADVENTURES OF CAP'N BOOGER NOSE, Bird Brain and Turtlehead

BAKKI'S MISSION TO THE MOON

THE BOITE

WHO CAN STOP THE RAIN?

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