Hi, my name is Yil. I have one of the longest names in my class. You won't believe it, my whole name is Yil Alberto Verdeja Bellemans and I have one of the longest stories to tell you. This is one freaky and bizarre story.
Last week I was in tutoring and my behavior turned me into a maniac. I was rocking in my chair and I kept forgetting what i was thinking in my LCM-GCF-Divisibility homework. I was so frustrated my face was as bright as my red shirt and pants. The room was so cold and I was shivering like a skeleton in the wind. "Yil, just try to pay attention here," Dr. Everret, my tutor, scolded me. But I shouted back at her. She was just about to slap me with a ruler because i was such a maniac.
Just then, I heard a squeaking sound. The door was slowly opening. But, no one was there. I saw something smaller then my middle finger by the floor. "What on earth is that Dr. Everret?" I cried. Dr. Everret's ruler fell from her hand and her mouth dropped open wide. We both watched in shock as a thin red pencil came walking across the floor to the table. It jumped onto a chair and then in a single hop the pencil was on the table.
The pencil puts its led on my home work and started writing. When i looked at what it was writing, I saw it was all the answers for me. I took a closer look and realized that it was my pencil. It was the same red color as all my pencils and the eraser was almost all used up.
Dr. Everett said in her mind, "I could sell that pencil for 1,000,000 dollars." Dr. Everett reached out her hand to the pencil and grabbed it quickly.
"Hey, that's my pencil," I shouted as I began to grab the other end of the pencil. Then Dr. Everett and I both started pulling the pencil. Crack! The pencil broke in half. We both looked at each other shocked. I reached out and picked up the two parts of the pencil. Then they turned in to two smaller pencils and they hopped out of my hands and started writing my homework again.
Dr. Everett grabbed the pencils and put them in the electric sharpener until it turned into sawdust. "Time to go home," said Dr. Everett. She went out of the room as fast as she could and I didn't see her anymore. I opened the sharpener and saw all the sawdust. Not even a piece of the pencil was there. I touched the sawdust and 1,000,000,000,000,000 pencils jumped out from the sharpener. I got my bag and homework and ran out of the room.
I heard thumping and marching from the inside of the room. The pencils were following me. I ran all the way to my house and stopped. I had a dangerous plan to destroy those pencils.
I got my homework, a big fat battery, a bottle of oil, 5 whole toilet papers from my nanny's bathroom and a lighter. There was a tree that was broken from bottom to top. But not all of it was destroyed. There was a hole in the bottom of the tree where billions of ants lived. I had no choice. I had to kill them all.
Thump! "The pencils are coming," I said to myself. I put my homework inside the hole as far as I could. The hole was getting bigger so then by itself it went farther down until I couldn't see it. All the pencils jumpled right in the hole so they could write on my homework. I couldn't even see one pencil in the hole. Then I threw the giant battery down the hole and in about 2 minutes I was thinking what I could put next. I put oil inside the hole and there was no more oil left in the bottle. Second last was the toilet paper. That was hard. It took me about 10 minutes to do this. I had to wait until some of the toilet paper sunk and touched the battery. That is why. Last of all it was time for the lighter. There was a piece of toilet paper coming out of the tree. I lit a part of the toilet paper and sprinted as fast as I could to Eva's house (my sister's friend).
KAABOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMM!! Many people came running outside complaining about that horrible sound, but when they saw the explosion they were surprised. Their mouths fell wide open as 1,000,000,000,000,000 pencils were falling down from the sky like tiny red fireworks.
I walked home in amazement of how I got rid of those pencils. I was proud of myself. I solved the problem. I sat down at the kitchen table and got my second homework out. This homework was from class that was about spelling and then I started doing it. Suddenly the door opened and in walked a ......!
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Wao, Yil, que cuento tan bueno. me tenias al borde de la silla leyendo, sumamente intrigada por saber que iba a pasar en cada momento. Esta muy bien ese cuento, muy muy bien. Me ha impresionado mucho lo bien que escribes y tu gran creatividad. Sigue asi, que quiero leer mas de tus cuentos!
besitos, tia Rosa
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