Wednesday, June 27, 2012

I Hate My Sister

"For the last time! I did not take your Littlest Pet Shops!" Melaine Prescott screamed at her older sister Anna. Melaine was 5. Anna was 8. They had an extreme love/hate relationship. One minute they were each other's best friends. The next they were screaming at each other.

Anna jerked the toys out of Melaine's arms. Melaine started crying loudly.

Mommy poked her head out of  her bedroom. She had the phone in her hand. "Please keep it down." she said. "I'm on the phone. If you can't work it out quietly, you need to go to your own rooms for a while."

Anna glared at Melaine. Melaine glared back. Neither of them moved. Mommy gave them an angry glare of her own. Both girls scurried to their rooms. Mommy put the phone back up to her ear and disappeared back into her own room.

Melaine grabbed her favorite stuffed cat, Popsicle, and threw herself down on her bed. Why did she have to have a sister anyway? She wished she were an only child. She closed her eyes and buried her face in Popsicle's soft fur.

When she opened her eyes, she played in her room for while and looked at some of her books. She quickly grew bored though, and went looking for something to do. She decided to make up with Anna so she would have someone to play with.

Anna's door was closed. 'That's kind of weird' thought Melaine noticing that Anna's Disney Channel posters were missing from her door. She knocked on the door, but no one answered. "Anna! Anna!" she called. "I'm sorry! I want to play with you."

Mommy poked her head out of her room once again. "What is all the racket?" she asked Melaine.

"I'm looking for Anna. I want to play with her." Melaine explained.

"What?" asked Mommy in surprise

Melaine smiled. That mommy was such a kidder. "Really funny, mommy." she said.

"Who is Anna?"

"My sister, Anna." Melaine explained playing along as if Mommy really didn't know.

"Oh. Is Anna another one of your invisible friends?"

Now, Melaine was beginning to get worried. This wasn't funny anymore. Why was Mommy pretending not to know Anna? Melaine threw open Anna's door. There was no sign of Anna. Her desk, her bed, her dresser and all her things were missing. All that was in the room were some book shelves and a desk. "Mommy!" she screamed in terror. "Where is Anna? Where are her things! What have you done with my sister!"

Mommy looked at Melaine as though she were crazy. "Sweetheart," she said worriedly. "You know you don't really have a sister, don't you? You know you've always been an only child."

Melaine didn't know anything of the sort. Had the whole world gone crazy? She ran out of the room crying. She ran into her own room and threw herself down on her bed.

The next thing she knew she was being awakened by somebody shaking her. "Wake up, dork. It's time for dinner." said a familliar voice.

Melaine sat up quickly and opened her eyes wide. "Anna!" she exclaimed happily jumping out of bed and throwing her arms around her sister. She kept hugging Anna tightly to make sure that she was real.

"Hey, you're squeezing me!" said Anna pushing her sister away a little bit.

It must have been a dream just a crazy scary dream.  "I love you Anna."  exclaimed Melaine hugging her sister again but gently this time. "I'm glad you're my big sister. I'm sorry about before."

"I love you too, dork." replied Anna hugging her back. "I'm glad your my little sister, and I'm sorry too, and now we both better go downstairs for dinner or else mom will make us both really sorry." Melaine smiled and followed her sister out of the room.

Friday, June 22, 2012

Abby's Afraid of the Dark

Abby Carrington was a very brave girl. She was not afraid of spiders or snakes. She was not afraid of small places or loud noises. The only thing she was afraid of was the dark. Every night when her mommy or daddy put her to bed, she would call out worriedly, "Don't forget to leave the light on!"

That was okay for a while, but when she got a little older people would say "Don't you think you're a little too old to be afraid of the dark?" or "Why don't you try on sleeping with the light off just this once." Abby would ignore them when she could. When she couldn't she would turn white as a sheet and say "No! No! No!" in a frightened voice.

Mommy and Daddy tried to help get over her fear of the dark. They even got her a dog. They wanted to get her a a bigger dog like a collie or labrador retriever, but she had her heart set on a little honey colored cocker spaniel so that's what they got. Abby called her dog Marigold. She loved Marigold more than anything and slept with her every night, but she was still afraid of the dark. She still slept with the light on.

Marigold was a lovable little dog. She adored Abby and was her constant companion. She hated to be without Abby, and when Abby wasn't home, she would frequently go to the door or window waiting for Abby to be home. She was brave too, but just like Abby she had one great fear. Marigold was afraid of loud noises.

It was the 4th of July. Marigold was in the house. It was the one time of year when they usually tried to keep Marigold in the house because she would be afraid of the loud noise of the fireworks. Mommy and Daddy and Abby were in the backyard lighting sparklers and having a good time. They were waiting for the town fireworks. They took place at the high school baseball stadium but you could see them from Abby's backyard.

They finished setting off their sparklers, but it still wasn't quite time for the big fireworks. Mommy went into the house to get them something to drink while they waited. Just as she opened the door to go in the house, Marigold ran out of the house like a shot. "Marigold!" exclaimed Abby angrily reaching for her to take her back in the house.At just that moment, the first loud bang of fireworks went off.  Marigold slipped out of Abby's grasp and ran around the front of the house and under the front porch.

"Marigold!" exclaimed Abby again, but this time in a frightened voice. She and Daddy took off after Marigold. They found her under the porch and try to get her to come out. "Come on, Marigold, sweetie." said Abby, "Please come out!" Marigold stayed put.

"Go and get her some treats." suggested Daddy. Abby did. However, even when she offered Marigold treats, Marigold still refused to come out from under the porch.

Another loud firework went off. Marigold dug a little further under the porch and began whimpering. Abby crawled under the porch too and put her arms around Marigold. She didn't even think about how dark it was. She just knew that she was the only one who could fit under there, and she didn't want Marigold to be alone.

Finally, the fireworks ended and Abby was able to get Marigold to come out from under the porch with her. "Is Marigold going to be alright?" Abby asked Mommy worriedly.

"Sure." replied Mommy."How are you?"

"I'm fine." replied Abby as she stood up and brushed as much dirt as she could off of her.

"I'm really proud of you." said Mommy.

"You are?" asked Abby a little bit surprised.

"You didn't even think about how dark it was under that porch. Marigold needed you and you went to her."

Abby hadn't even really thought about that. "I did, didn't I?" she said proud of herself too. She had faced her fears. She had gone into the scary dark and nothing bad had happened to her. Maybe, the dark was not so scary after all. Abby didn't think it was. From that night, she never slept with the light on again.

Friday, June 15, 2012

Afternoons With Mommy

When  Ariel was born, her sister Serena was 3 years old. For three years, she and Mommy and Serena spent their afternoons together while Serena was in preschool, pre-k and then kindergarten. Then, Serena got to first grade, and she was no longer home until late in the day. Ariel, however continued to have her afternoons with Mommy. Sometimes, Daddy was there too; sometimes he wasn't. Sometimes, they went out; sometimes they didn't. No matter what, it was always at least Ariel and Mommy, and Ariel liked it that way.

Another school year was coming to an end. Ariel was finishing kindergarten. They didn't really have a graduation, but they had a moving on ceremony. It was a few days before the end of school. Mommy and Daddy came to it. Afterwards, there were cookies and cake served.

"Ariel," said Mommy ,"We're so proud of you." She hugged Ariel tightly. Ariel smiled briefly, but she didn't really feel happy inside.

"Aren't you excited to be going into first grade?" asked Daddy sounding as happy and excited as he felt Ariel ought to feel. She didn't feel that way at all though. She didn't feel happy or excited.

"I'm sure, she's excited, but I'm sure she's a little nervous too." replied Mommy knowingly. "It will be an all new school with all new kids and all new teachers to get used to."

Ariel nodded. She was nervous about the new school, and she would miss her teachers and friends. It wasn't only that though.

"Don't worry, " Daddy assured her. "You'll get used to the new school. Just like you got used to this one."

"And, you'll make new friends and get used to your new teachers." added Mommy.

Ariel smiled and pretended to be happy. Inside she was still sad though, but she didn't want to say what was really bothering her.

A few days later, it was really the last day of school, Mommy picked Ariel up at the end of her school day. "How does it feel to be a kindergarten graduate?" she asked.  Ariel just nodded and smiled still pretending to be happy.

On the walk home, Ariel was quiet. Mommy was quiet too at first. Then, Mommy broke the silence. "This is our last afternoon together." she said. Ariel couldn't pretend anymore, and she started to cry. "Oh, Ariel," said Mommy stopping and getting down on her knees next to Ariel, "What's the matter?" Ariel just kept crying. She couldn't get the words out even if she wanted to.

Mommy thought about it for a minute. All the while, she hugged Ariel and held her close. "Are you sad because next year you will be going to school full-time, and this is our last afternoon together?" asked Mommy.

Ariel nodded through her tears. "I'm going to miss you, mommy." she said finally.

"I'll miss you too, but, you'll still come home every day."

"But we won't have our afternoons together."

"No, we won't," agreed Mommy. "I'll miss them too." she added sounding a little bit sad herself. After all, Ariel was her last baby. When Ariel was in school all day, she wouldn't have anyone home in the afternoon with her.

Knowing Mommy felt sad about it too didn't make Ariel feel any better. In fact, it made her feel worse. She burst out crying all over again.

Mommy lifted Ariel up into her arms. "Don't worry." she assured Ariel. "It's true we won't have our afternoons together like we have since Serena was in first grade and you were in preschool, but we'll still have special times together."

"Just you and I?" asked Ariel.

"Just you and I."

"You promise?"

"I promise."

"I love you Mommy!" exclaimed Ariel hugging her mother tightly.

"I love you too." replied Mommy hugging her back, "and it seems to me we still have one afternoon together left so why don't we go out to lunch?" she added.

"I'd like that." replied Ariel.

Sunday, June 10, 2012

Franny Finds A New Friend

It was a sad sad day for Franny Whitman, the day that her best friend, Josie moved away. She and Josie had been best friends since preschool. Franny remembered the first day they met. She nervously sat on the front steps of the red brick school house. A beautiful bubbly little blond haired girl approached her. "Hi" she said warmly. "I'm Josie Danbury, and you and I are going to be friends." From that moment on, they were.

They were the best of friends. They did everything together. They were perfect together. Franny was a little bit shy. Josie made her braver. Josie was a little bit wild. Franny made her calmer.

Then, Josie's father got transferred to California. Two months later, they packed up their house and moved out.When Franny watched the moving trucks pull away, her eyes filled with tears. She felt like she'd never be happy again.  For a month, she moped around feeling sad, and looking sad and not really doing anything.

Finally, after about a month, Mommy had enough. "Franny," she said, "Come with me for a walk."

Franny shook her head. She didn't move off the living room couch. "No, thanks, mommy." she said.

Mommy grabbed Franny's hand and pulled her up off the couch. "I wasn't asking." said Mommy. "I was telling you. We are going for a walk. Enough sitting around and feeling sorry for yourself." She ushered Franny to the door. They headed outside and up the block.

A few houses later, they came to a stop. Franny looked up at a familiar blue house. Josie's! She wondered what Josie was doing at that moment. She wondered if Josie liked California. She wondered if Josie missed her as much as she missed Josie.

"Come on," Mommy pulled Franny out of her thoughts and pushed her along straight up Josie's old driveway. Franny didn't know whether to cry or scream. Why was Mommy doing this to her? The last place she wanted to be was in front of Josie's old house, and the last thing she wanted to do was go in.

"It's about time, we met our new neighbors," said Mommy cheerfully as they neared the front door.

Before, Franny could open her mouth to protest, the door swung open. Out walked  a tall pretty dark haired woman and her equally as pretty daughter who looked to be about Franny's age. The daughter's eyes were red. She looked as though she'd been crying. She looked as sad as Franny felt.

Mommy extended her hand to the girl's mother. "Hi. We're the Whitman's. I'm Beth, and this is my daughter, Franny."

The woman smiled. "We're the Murphy's. I'm Connie and this is my daughter, Jess." Jess smiled weakly as her mother pointed to her. "It's so nice of you to stop by today." continued Jess' mother ushering them into the house. "It's nice to meet you. Beth, and you too Franny. It is so nice of you to come over and see Jess, Franny. She is feeling sad today. She was missing our old neighborhood and her old friends."

Franny looked at Jess' sad face. She knew what it felt like to be that sad and lonely. She was feeling it now, but she didn't have to neither did Jess. She knew what she needed to do. She knew what Josie would have wanted her to do, what Josie would have done. She extended her hand to Jess and smiled. "Hi. I'm Franny. You and I are going to be friends."

"I'd like that." replied Jess smiling back.