This is my friend’s daughter homework paper.
The assignment was to trace a white blood cell through the body.
This is how she did it.
I drew my sword to evaluate it one last time. Perfect, I thought, ready for battle. The blade gleamed in the light and I smiled at its magnificence. My name is Beccalyn Nightlong, I am a white blood cell, and I am about to be sent into battle.
I whistled to call in my trusty steed, Poppy. She raced toward me like lightning, her black mane and coat glistening. I mounted along with the other knights as she reached me.
"Ready Knights?!?!" called our leader, "Let's go!!!" We all cheered as we urged our steeds forward.
Around midnight, we reached the Vein woods. They were black and creepy, and we knew the Viruses would be waiting for us. The Viruses were black knights sent by the evil Lord Bacteria to stop us from retrieving oxygen for the Kingdom of Femur. I told Poppy to be ready and tensed myself for the battle.
It happened suddenly. We were surrounded by the black Viruses. I drew my sword and fought hard.
The battle was a blur, but it was over quickly. I sheathed my sword and surveyed the damage. We had lost a few Knights, but those of us left rallied and pressed forward, straight to the Capillary River.
We were slowed slightly, and one of us drowned in the plasma, but other than that, our journey had been safe enough. We were almost to our destination, when, once again we were stopped by the viruses.
I drew my sword, stabbed one, and it evaporated into nothing. I stabbed another and the same thing happened. And, so I went on stabbing, dodging, slashing, ducking, swaying; until the battle was over. The Viruses had been defeated, and our path to the Inferior Vena Cave was clear.
We rode into the tunnel one by one, smiling. We had made it to Heart Castle. We slipped through the Right Atrium into the Left Ventricle and on the Semi-Lunar Valve, where we retrieved oxygen and passed it on to the Red Blood Cells to carry back to the Kingdom of Femur.
"Well Knights," our leader called, "the journey was hard, but we made it! You all fought well!"
We all cheered as we remounted, and prepared for the journey home. Our mission was fulfilled!
Age 13, GRADE 7TH