Hey y'all! It's the weekend, guys! We saw this thing on dearblankpleaseblank
about the Grammar Nazis. Hahahahaha. Here's our ridiculous story about them. Jedediah was writing his ten page paper. It was one o'clock in the morning, and he was still on the third page. His monster of a teacher had assigned it to him just THREE MONTHS AGO! Seriously, what kind of a moron did that?! It was like she thought her class was the only one in the whole school. His mother came in. "Jeddy, you poor baby, aren't you done yet? I'll get you a new iTouch when you're done. Make sure you proofread! And here's a box of Peeps." Jedediah smiled, than quickly pouted. When his mom walked out, he went back to smiling. He put his head down for a minute. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his hand. He opened his eyes to see a tiny, ugly little man. He had god awful style, was wearing knee high flat boots, khaki green pants, a mid thigh khaki jacket, a hideous belt with a shoulder strap, and an armband. He was also wearing a green hat, and strangely, a red pen strapped to his waist. "Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh!" Suddenly, there were thousands of the ferocious little things. They all screamed and started attacking him with their pens. Jedediah was so surprised, he dropped his iPod. One of them said, "YOU ARE SENTENCED TO SUMMER SCHOOL!" "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
Sorry, I wasn't in a writing mood. The others were helping me, but one of our other friends was here and they all started gossiping.
Sorry that it is late! Hope you guys like it!
"Hey sis, you don't know me?" The little boy asked with curiosity. I shook my head "no" for the answer. "I'm your brother's best friend, Justin! I can't believe you forgot me! Now, I'm mad at you." His eyebrows started to crease to make an angry face. His face is too adorable to make a face of such kind. I looked at him, and something just clicked.
"Oh my god! It's you, Justin. You have Ms. Frankyma as your teacher, and you always pull tricks on my little brother. You are a little genius devil! I remember you!" I smiled when his faced shined with a wide smile."So, why are you here?"
"To give you these, I know its your favorite!" He pulled a bouquet of Lilies that he was holding the whole time behind his back.
I stared at him with teary eyes and said, "you remember that lilies are my favorite! They are also my brother's favorite." I suddenly started to cry out loud in front of everyone and feel to my knees. "Huh?" I say while sobbing like a two year old and look back. There was a 6 foot tall boy behind me who tapped on my shoulder, he had blue eyes, brown hair and creamy skin.
He looked down at me and said, "get up, you are embarrassing yourself." I stopped crying loudly and started weeping while getting myself up.
"I'm sorry, but who are you? Do I know you?" I questioned him.
"Sis, you never met my brother, did you? He goes to a private academy, Spring hill High, and his name is Nick." I suddenly stopped whatever I was doing, and my eyes popped out.
"Your name is Nick?" I was puzzled. What else could I have said? He had the same name as my brother. I couldn't bare the pain anymore, and I started to run back to my room. My room was very close, so I had the time to go in and lock the door behind me. "No, no! It can't be! Nick, his name, it brings back that horrific day. Why does his brother have to have that name? Is it Karma hitting hard back at me?"
Fluffy here! I know my story is a little late. But, it was supposed to be up today morning. When I got home, it was never published on the site. So, I had to retype the whole thing. I couldn't publish until now because I had Tae Kwon Do class and I was still checking for mistakes. I hope there aren't any. Enjoy, and soon the dolls will be up!
Chapter 2: Past is Past
I can’t believe that it has been a week since the explosion. I woke up from the soft hospital bed. I was in the hospital because Jane told me that I ran to the explosion and fell unconscious in front of the house. Everyone had told me that my brother had “fallen asleep” for a long time. I know that it isn’t true, and I know that he has passed away. I wish he was still here and right next to me.
“Come on sis! Don’t act like a baby!” He always warned me for what was going to be ahead. He always comes in my dreams and says, “Hey sis, you should stop crying, I’ll be back when I want to be. You were getting a little annoying, so I wanted to rest. Plus, you were acting too much like a baby. I’m 5 years younger than you are, but I act like a high school student. It is very sad to think that my older sister is in 9th grade and she acts like she is in 2nd grade. I mean I don’t want to be made fun of. Anyway, when I come back, you will see me as probably a different person. That’s because I’m getting plastic surgery! I’m just kidding. It is because I’ll be older and extremely dorky. Don’t be worried. I still love you sis, no matter what happens, I’m here for you!”
“Nick! I miss you so much. I’m glad you didn’t forget me! I’m happy that I can see that you’re smiling. I just love your smile. Keep it the same way. I love you too!” I smiled back.
“No matter what happens, we’ll be here for each other,” we said together as though we were both about to cry.
That was it, my beautiful dream with my brother was in the past. I wanted someone to come in and give me a shoulder to cry on. Right then, I see a small boy, he looked just like my brother. I got out of the hospital bed and ran to him and saw that he was nothing like my brother. He had dark blue eyes, while my brother had very light green eyes, just like mine. He had the softest and neatest hair, unlike my brother. I stared at him, and I started to walk away. Just then, he came running up to me saying, “The past is the past sis!”
Its me, Fluffy! This is my first story everyone. I hope all of you like it. Also, I thank Lily and Silver for editing it so that the story won't end up in an ocean of grammatical errors. Thanks you guys!
Chapter 1: Surprise Attack
Blurriness shoots down my pupils. I have to get up! Where am I? What's going on? I have to know! Help me! I think with shock. I can't believe I survived that huge fire, though my pain and aching body shows and tells me that I have. It all started yesterday morning, as usual, I woke up at 7:00 in the morning, and I looked like a zombie. I could see that horrible look on my face that only get when nobody is around, I call it my zombie look. It scares me so much. Anyway, I quickly got ready and headed downstairs. Yesterday was the first day of school, so I wore my new favorite dark blue jeans with a gray and white striped tank top that had sparkles with a cropped gray shirt. I looked amazing! Well, that was what I thought. When I went downstairs, I saw m little brother, Nick. He was going to 4th grade, and looked like an angel, but was a devil in disguise. I was going to 9th grade though! Yes, I was a freshman, but I still had some senior friends that wouldn't pick on ME on Freshman Fridays.
"Come on sis! It's 7:45, you'll miss the bus if you keep on day dreaming! Why do you have to be such a nugget head!" Nick shouted across the room, obviously in a rush.
"All right! I'll be there!" I skipped across the room. "I can't wait!" I shout, grabbing the jelly smeared sandwich Nick made me. "See you later Nick, be safe!" I sing to my brother.
"Okay sis, now run! You'll miss the bus if you don't!" He responds back to me with joy of the "first day of school" spirit in his voice.
"Come on! catch up Sarah!" Jane, my best friend for life, calls out to me. Suddenly, I hear a huge explosion sound. I turn around to take a look. I see that someone had attacked our house!