Lexy, Sara, Jay, Kay, and I were at the beach. I was getting a suntan; they were splashing around in the water, and screaming their heads off. In a sarcastic voice Lexy said, “Sure I want to hold a crab,” she splashed Sara then continued, “my favorite animal.”
They were getting bored, and I admit I was getting bored too. Kay and Jay thought we should take a walk, I agreed and so did Sara. We went for a walk. We stared in horror as Sara turned the corner and bumped into a monster. The monster started to take his face off. I turned around; I didn’t want to see the monster’s ugly brain, if he had one.
Then I heard Lexy and Sara shrieking angrily.
Whoa! Wait one darn minute. Angrily? I turned back around. “Derrick .C Angelo! You drongo!” I shouted so hard my face turned a bright red. Derrick laughed so, so, so hard and loud he started to choke. I wished that he had choked.
“Gotcha!” He laughed.
“I’m telling Mom!” I shouted back to him as I ran to our house. “Who cares?!” Derrick said. Then I bumped into Mom. “What are you doing d…?” she started, but then I stopped her, and said, “Mom these are my friends, Sara, Jay, Lexy, and Kay.”
My friends went home and Derrick got in trouble. I pulled the covers up to my chin. Then something came into my room. An animal, and thick with greasy ugly hair. It stepped into my room and it saw me. “Derrick .C Angelo!” I screamed. It looked at me like I was crazy. It wasn’t Dan. “Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!” I jumped out of bed, screaming my head off completely. No one heard me. I was alone with the animal.
I woke up, “Yuck! Hope get your icky tongue off me!” Dumb dog. Well it looks like the greasy hair was her fur. Some monster!
I was tangled up in the sheets, my hair was all messed up, and my pajama’s pant leg was twisted half way up on my leg. I guess I really was scared! I tried to get out of bed, but I fell on the floor. “Stupid sheets!”
I got myself some cereal, ate it, and went back to bed. I am a very hard sleeper. Mom can’t even get me up. Derrick can’t ether. But Derrick can sure make me mad when he’s in my bed! I jump on him, punch him, kick him, I do all I can to get rid of him.
This is why I hate him. I’m going to get him back for being a mean jerk. I’m going to get him back good. I started to form a plan. Then it was complete. I tested it, and it worked! Then it was the night to try it on Derrick…. And it did not work, like it worked in my workshop! Derrick saw me, “What are you doing out here?” Great, I’m dead meat. “Arrrgg!” o
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