Non-Fiction
by Evan Sayer
We started at my Grandma's house. We were driving to my Aunt's house.
Later...
I looked around. We were still on the highway.
"How many more hours?" I moaned.
"About two and a half," answered my Dad.
Two and a half hours later...
Finally I opened the car door and took a deep breath: "Aaahhh!" Fresh afternoon air I thought as I walked up the stars to the front porch.
"Don't forget your backpack!" my Dad yelled after me.
"I won't!" I yelled back.
Three hours later...
Later that night as I walked down the stairs I smelled the smell of juicy roast turkey.
"Mmmm!" I said smiling. Then I saw it, a large juicy roast turkey.
"How long until we watch our show?" I asked.
"Oh yeah!" remembered my sister.
"Twenty minutes," answered my Grandma.
Fifteen minutes later...
As I walk into the living room I smell the carrot cake. "Mmmm!" I say.
"It's time!" my Grandma says.
"For what?" I ask.
"For AGT," answers my Grandma.
"What's AGT?" I ask.
"America's Got Talent!" answers my Grandma.
Five minutes later...
I sit down on the couch with a plate and a fork. My mouth waters as I look at the cake. "BLING!" The TV turns on. My Grandma flips through the channels.
"Where is it?" asks my sister.
"Don't ask me," I say.
Thirty seconds later...
"We're never going to find it!" my sister cries.
"There!" I say.
"Yes!" shouts my sister.
"Shhh!" whispers my aunt.
"Sorry," my sister says.
"Shut up and watch the show!" I say.
"Watch your mouth, Honey!" says my Mom as the TV blared.
"Shush!" says my sister.
"WAAAAA!" cries baby Che.
"Argh!" I moan.
"Bom! Bom! Bom! Bom! Bom! Bom! Bom!!!!!!!" blared the AGT music.
by Evan Sayer
We started at my Grandma's house. We were driving to my Aunt's house.
Later...
I looked around. We were still on the highway.
"How many more hours?" I moaned.
"About two and a half," answered my Dad.
Two and a half hours later...
Finally I opened the car door and took a deep breath: "Aaahhh!" Fresh afternoon air I thought as I walked up the stars to the front porch.
"Don't forget your backpack!" my Dad yelled after me.
"I won't!" I yelled back.
Three hours later...
Later that night as I walked down the stairs I smelled the smell of juicy roast turkey.
"Mmmm!" I said smiling. Then I saw it, a large juicy roast turkey.
"How long until we watch our show?" I asked.
"Oh yeah!" remembered my sister.
"Twenty minutes," answered my Grandma.
Fifteen minutes later...
As I walk into the living room I smell the carrot cake. "Mmmm!" I say.
"It's time!" my Grandma says.
"For what?" I ask.
"For AGT," answers my Grandma.
"What's AGT?" I ask.
"America's Got Talent!" answers my Grandma.
Five minutes later...
I sit down on the couch with a plate and a fork. My mouth waters as I look at the cake. "BLING!" The TV turns on. My Grandma flips through the channels.
"Where is it?" asks my sister.
"Don't ask me," I say.
Thirty seconds later...
"We're never going to find it!" my sister cries.
"There!" I say.
"Yes!" shouts my sister.
"Shhh!" whispers my aunt.
"Sorry," my sister says.
"Shut up and watch the show!" I say.
"Watch your mouth, Honey!" says my Mom as the TV blared.
"Shush!" says my sister.
"WAAAAA!" cries baby Che.
"Argh!" I moan.
"Bom! Bom! Bom! Bom! Bom! Bom! Bom!!!!!!!" blared the AGT music.
1 comment:
I love Che's bit part. ;-)
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