Tales, Teasers, and Other Things!

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  Copyright 2013 Writing Rocks, Inc.

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  Table of Contents

  Diary of a Mean Girl

  The Saddest Day

  History in the Making

  The Creature

  The Great Dragon’s Cave

  The King of Terror

  Ghost Dog

  Rudolf the Polka Dotted Human

  Teenage Life

  The Story of Trees

  The Forest No One Sees

  The Secret Life of Sandy Hook

  I had a Life

  Diary of a Mean Girl

  9/15/2012

  Dear Diary,

  My mom gave me you for me to write my ideas and thoughts but I just think that is lame. But since she insists that write in you I might as well do so. I’ll start from my name- Stephanie Stellar Summers. My age- 12 ( because of my height many people think I’m older than that).Well, I have straight blond hair, baby blue eyes, a little sister, a cat, and I go to Maxwell Middle School. Some call me mean but I call myself sassy. This state (Florida) is much different than all of the others. We eat oranges like their drugs. Also (this is the main thing that is confusing) instead of just inviting someone to prom we give them a ring to show how much we want that person to go out with us. I brought that up because school dance is coming up and I am scared now.

  I’ll just start you off with what happened a few days ago. I was walking down Cherry Lane off to school with my gang of girl’s surrounding me. The wind blew lightly making leaves shuffle overhead. It was a beautiful day with the sun glistening upon me, there were cute gray bunny’s looking around, and blue jays chirped quietly. That was all till I saw Caroline Evergreen with her 2 nerd-bots Laya Celtic and Sophie Freidan. Caroline has red hair that glows, it’s not as cool as mine, but it will take away my popularity. Sophie and Laya have the same brown, frizzy hair that will NEVER change. Caroline was buzzing away with gossip only telling Laya and Sophie. She crossed the street with a smile on her face every few minutes looking at me. She came right up to me and looked at my shoes (I really can see why, Daddy bought me the not even out yet of Sparkle Spots, I know what you are thinking weird name but they have real gold shavings. Luckily, they were on discount for $2,000!)

  “Um, HI!” Caroline mumbled.

  I hesitated to walk away or respond.

  “Get out of my way, tatter-clothes” I snickered.

  Everyone behind me laughed, a few stuck out their tongues to Caroline. Sophie (or was it Laya) walked up to me. I pulled out my lip-gloss and put on a few layers. The brand “Reality” has lip-glosses depending on their name it actually gives you that talent or thing for 30 minutes. Thanks to Daddy buying every single model I have them all, they even come with a cute case. Today I have “Brave-Heart” and “Beauty-Queen” in my back pocket. I pull out “Brave-Heart” and pass on a few layers. A sparkling sensation went through me, the back of my neck prickled with excitement. A breeze blew back my hair back (was it because of the lip-gloss I don’t know) pride seeped through me, my heart started beating faster.

  “Don’t call me or Caroline any names, do you understand me?” Laya protested

  “Well, look who is standing up to her best friend. Now mo0ve out of the way nerd-bot or you will never remember your last dream. Come on MOVE!” I snapped

  Kala ran away from me and hid behind Caroline. Now Sophie reached into her backpack. The girls behind me gasped. I looked around hearing the clatter of metal, shocked spread across all the girls’ faces. One of them looked around me and chewed on her lip. I twirled around me. A cup of deep red tomato juice was clutched in her hand. I gasped, my mouth hanging open. Caroline was trying to hold Sophie back but it was too late. Sophie threw the tomato juice with the cap off. The wet, red liquid splattered all over me. I looked down at my newest designer clothes .My white shirt was blood red, my pants the same color. I felt my mascara drip off. Breathing deeply I got down to sprinting position. I sprinted pulling Sophie along with me, and then nailed her to the nearest tree.

  “WHAT IN THE WORLD WERE YOU THINKING? YOU COVERED ME IN TOMATO JUICE. WHEN DADDY GETS HIS HANDS ON YOU, NOTHING WILL SURVIVE. HE WILL SELL YOU TO THE ORPHANGE FOR ALL I CARE!” I roared

  Caroline pulled me back and pushed me to the ground. I was going to get back up but Laya was holding me down .Her breathed blew into my face, I wanted to throw up thanks to the smell of eggs.

  “Stephanie, calm down, it was an accident. Don’t worry; the washing machine will probably clean everything up. It won’t be bad at all.” She soothed

  “WON’T BE BAD? HOW WILL I GO TO SCHOOL?! DO YOU THINK I HAVE AN EXTRA PAIR OF A $500 PANTS.WHAT ABOUT MY SHIRT IT HAS AN UNWASHABLE MATERIAL SEWED INTO IT.GET OFF OF ME EGG-BREATH.” I sneered

  Kala pushed off me, her frizzy hair flopping in my face. I spit dramatically just so people feel pity for me, it seems to work. Girls rush over to me and help lift me up, occasionally dabbing my clothes with little bits of tissue. Every second that passes my clothes clings even closer to me. The last time I ever had this feeling before is when my butler dropped lemonade on me. BLAH!!

  “Stephanie please, by the way you were making her mad she was forced to. I have an extra pair of clothes with me in my pack; if I give it to you will you promise not to attack Sophie or Kala ever again. If you do I, well we, promise to keep our mouths shut.” Caroline inquired

  I thought about this for a moment, thoughtful faces of my crowd looking down at me.

  She is pretty much asking me to wear her filthy clothing, not pounce on her friends, and then to top it all off not tell Mum or Dad. That is like asking a dog to do you laundry for a life time without getting any food. That makes no sense for me to accept this at all. How am I going to go to school with…?

  My thoughts were interrupted be the zipper of Caroline’s backpack. She pulled out a white shirt with degusting red flower vines on them. There was an ugly (I think cotton if so who uses that material anymore) red vest stitched on the shirt. I think she wants the pants to match the shirt (which was done very poorly) so the pants were DARK orange pants with a red piece of cloth sticking out of the side. Was that supposed a new stamen of fashion, not today!

  “Isn’t it beautiful” Caroline grinned

  Really, does she think that that hump of orange poo is pretty? She must needs her eyes checked out. Well thinking about that reminds me, I think she wears contacts. Well there I said it. Once I walked into the bathroom at her sticking her finger in her eye looking like she was pushing something around her eyeball. When she saw that I was watching she made the excuse that she was getting an eyelash out of her eye. Well I am not that stupid, thank you very much.

  “So what do you think of the dress, isn’t it lovely!” Caroline sighed

  I made sure my eyes were super wide to show my shock about the clothing. Catching my breath getting ready to scream a look of excitement was thrown upon Caroline’s face.

  “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH”I screamed

  Well with a lot of twangs and twinges I could make … this pretty. Should I ask for permission? Well it’s her clothing. But I am the one who is going to wear it. Huh, I might as well just ask if I can get my kit and bring it to life.

  “Do you seriously that that is pretty. Come on you really need to go to fashion school. I am not aski
ng permission nor anything but, can I use my kit on that?” I mumbled

  Caroline’s face sprang to life. She gathered Kala and Sophie and started to mumble. After a few minutes they all stepped back and caught their breath.

  “Well, GO AHAID!” Caroline squealed

  She threw the shirt and pants along with my backpack. I pulled the golden copper zipper down and dug through my pack. I pulled out things one at a time mumbling their names.

  “Lip-gloss, calendar, homework, math-text-book, oh here it is, well finally, my sewing kit.” I mumbled

  Bringing out the sparkling kit Kala (or was it Sophie) started to giggle.

  9/15/12

  Dear Diary,

  Ok sorry dad called me to lunch, so let me finish the story.

  I looked up and saw LOGAN!!!!

  Ohmygoshwhathappensifheseesmelikethis! Breathe, Stephanie, breathe. So like diary I forgot to tell you that I have a crush on the hottest boy at school LOGAN!

  “Quick hide me you lame brains, don’t let him see me.” I yelped

  “OOOHHH look who has a crush!” Kala snickered

  “Kala quiet it out, please I know you have a crush too so just stop.” Caroline whispered

  “Thank you for that kind speech but, HE IS GETTING CLOSER!” I whispered-screamed

  The girls shuffled me and my things behind the nearest tree, blocking any trail of me being there.

  I peeked through the pokey evergreen branches. I saw Logan with his ripped jeans and deep green t-shirt walk across the street in a swagger motion.

  “Hey, what’s up!” he said with his deep voice

  “Um, oh not much.” Caroline blushed

  “May I talk to you in private.” He mumbled and looked behind her and to Kala and Sophie

  “Um, sure!” Caroline squealed making a shooing motion with her hand

  Kala and Sophie ran away looking back every few seconds until they turned to the next street.

  “So I heard the school dance is getting close and I got request from people that don’t like so.” He paused and got down to his knee.

  Caroline’s hand flew to her mouth. By that point my eyes were so far out of my head it hurt. Logan stuck is hand in his jeans pocket and pulled out a little box. He opened the box to reveal a little ring. The base was silver as was the hoop but in the middle was an aquamarine gem.

  “So will you go to the dance with me?” He sighed

  Caroline started to shake and looked to the tree I was hiding behind. I shook my head no but luck got the best of me.

  “OHMYGOSHYEAH” she squealed

  He held out his hand and Caroline put hers lightly on it. The little ring was pulled out by Logan’s white boney finger and placed in her’s. Now I couldn’t breathe at all.

  Ohmygosh. That was to be my ring, not hers. Should I pounce on her? I should but, he will see me like this. I will just tell daddy and everything will be fine.

  I noticed that my whole body was shaking and I was having real hard time breathing.

  I really should go to anger management classes. This is starting to get out of hand.

  He hugged Caroline for a LONG time making me feel my face grow hotter. Logan nodded and walked away, the blue little pouch sticking out of his pocket. Laya and Sophie came running, their small arms flying in the air. Their screams sounded like an angry elephant not wanting any one to see it. Breathing deeply I looked down at my kit and the clothing and started to add some touch ups. It didn’t take a long time before I turned all of the clothing to awesomeness. Luckily I had some extra cloth in my pack (a cream color).I threw away the shirt and vest (it’s not changeable, it is COMPLETELY useless).So I cut up the pants and started to stich with the fabric that I had left. In the end I made a strapless cotton dress with a sewed in bow belt. At the bottom there are 5 stripes it looks AWSOME. Well that is what happened then so let me tell you some inner details. Right now I am hiding in my locker writing in you. Uh oh the bell rang; write in you in just a minute.

 

  9/16/12

  Dear Diary,

  Sorry I couldn’t write anymore I was stuck in math. You probably don’t know my schedule so here it is.

  8:30-10:00 Social Studies

  10:00-11:00 English

  11:00-12:00 Spanish

  12:00-12:45 Lunch

  12:45- 1:00 P.E.

  1:00- 1:45 Cheerleading

  1:50- 2:30 Biology

  2:30-3:00 Science

  3:00- 4:00 Math

  THEN IT’S ME TIME!!

  In Social Studies we had to talk about the under-ground railroad. Well, at least some people did. I was too busy observing from a far distance how close Caroline and Logan were sitting. In English we had to make an essay about some book called “Surviving the Apple Whites”. It’s about thirteen-year-old Jake Semple who after accidentally burning down his school, has been forced to live with an eccentric artist family to avoid being sent to a detention center. The experience of living with this open-minded and loving family changes Jake's view of the world and himself. After that I looked over at Caroline and she was showing off her ring. I turned around to see Kala looking intensely at the ring, tears streaming down her face. She jumped when she saw me looking at her. I rolled my eyes and we started to snicker. Then the teacher put 45 minutes of detention on Kala, man I was happy, I got nothing of detention. In Spanish my teacher was mumbling in Spanish something about a test next Tuesday. Then Logan raised his hand and then when Ms. Garcia called on him he said, “No puedo hacer la prueba el martes. Yo, um, tengo que ir al dentista. Perdón por la locomoción que puede causar por no estar aquí.” Well, if you don’t speak Spanish here is a translation. I cannot have the test on Tuesday. I will, um, have to go to the dentist. Sorry about the commotion I may cause about not being here. Then Caroline said the same thing to the teacher but, instead of saying dentist she said doctor. I feel that something fishy is going to happen and I have plans to be there (well for at least one of them). In lunch I got a beautiful salad while other people got a hot dog (Oh, forgot to tell you, I am a vegetarian and I am proud of it)! In P.E. we had to play dodge ball, I was the only cheerleader because I don’t throw or run away from balls( OK that sounds weird but I meant the ones you throw on the ground and your friends call them bouncy… those kinds). After gym I got to watch Mr. Everett (gym teacher) pull Ms. Bernadette (gymnastic teacher) into his office and then hear smooching sounds vibrating from the walls. In biology we got to dissect a baby pig but, I sat down and did my nails. Every once and a while I saw Logan scoot in closer to his lab partner (Caroline). I can tell I am not the only one jealous of Caroline. Once I saw Laya and Sophie glare at Logan but, I won’t say anything.

  Who knows, they may become part of my crew if they keep this up!

  In Science the class looked at cells while I was looking at how my makeup was. Well, I told you I was caught up in math right? You know why?! Breathe Stephanie Breathe. Ok I’ll tell you diary. So I staid after math so I could get on the computer and see other peoples grades (what! that is allowed, well I am allowed no other people can but little old me.)So then I was hidden behind the computer in the back of the room. I heard a loud BANG and looked over the computer quickly. Books were splattered on the ground and I the middle of them was Caroline and Logan KISSING!!! I practically had steam blowing out of my ears. So I did the only thing reasonable. I got the two closest books and threw them at the two, quickly sitting down so they didn’t see me.

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  The Saddest Day

  I woke up to my mom saying, “Come on we have to go!”

  “What is going on?”I asked.

  “Come on, we have to hurry!”

  I was nervous, but I slipped on my Jordans and ran out in the cold winter air. We jumped the car and drove to Central Baptist hospital.

  Why on earth are we here?

  When we finally arrived we loo
ked at the blue, and white hospital sign me and my mom ran through the door and straight to the elevator and went to the 2nd floor. We went to room 273. I opened the heavy metal door to find my dad lying in the bed very ill.

  “Don’t worry,” my dad looked at me “I have a big spot of cancer on my heart.”

  I busted into tears. “I love you, please don’t leave me!”

  “Come on, Lilly, we have to get ready for church. We’ll come back after words,” said my mom.

  We got back into the car. We went to home to get dressed. I put on a long flower skirt with a purple top. My mom put on a black and blue dress with her high heels. Then we headed off to Open Door church. When we walked in and sat down everyone was saying hi and shaking our hands.

  My mom said church was starting, and I needed to sit down and not talk. I sat down and listened to the preacher Mrs. Sarah to come and get me for children’s church down stairs.

  “By, love you,” said mom

  “By, love you,” I said.

  As I walked down the steps to my class, I was thinking about my dad, and if he would be okay.

  Finally, my mom came to come and get me; I was so excited to go back to the hospital.

  “I can’t wait to see dad.”

  “Me either.”

  We arrived and I said “I still remember the room 2nd floor room 273.”

  I ran to the elevator pushed 2nd floor, and as the elevator went up my heart was pounding and I was so excited. I heard a ding! The elevator doors opened I ran down the hall to room 273.

  “Hi, dad.”

  “Hi.”

  I ran over and jumped on the hospital bed and gave him a big hug. My mom finally walked in the room.

  “Lilly, you know there are sick people asleep.”

  “Hahahhahahahhahahahaha”, me and my dad laughed.

  Mom went over and hugged dad and asked him if he was feeling any better … he said not really.

  The nurse walked in and pulled mom out of the room to talk to her, mom walked in with a sad face and just sort of glanced at me.

  “Come on, Lilly, you need some sleep so you won’t be tired for school tomorrow.”

  “Okay, can we come back tomorrow?”

  “Yeah.”

  We walked down the hall and into the elevator. We walked out of the hospital, and into the car. We arrived at my house and walked into the house. I put on my pajamas and lay down; my mom walked in and gave me a kiss good night.