Friday, June 17, 2016

the ghost of orangecrate meadows


One day, in the neighborhood of Orangecrate Meadows, Elle and her sister, Skyler, were jumping on the trampoline in their backyard. Each girl had her own dog, and the two dogs were on the trampoline, too. They were having a jumping dog contest.
“Twinkie! Come here big girl!” Elle called to her fat Golden Retriever.
“Lucy, girl, you have to jump to win a treat!” Skyler shouted to her Chocolate Lab.
The girls were both holding dog treats and jumping, trying to get the dogs to jump. Just then both dogs turned around, as if on cue. Lucy barked and Twinkie growled. Then it thundered. Elle unzipped the zipper to the trampoline and Skyler got out. Elle gave Lucy to Skyler, held on to Twinkie, got out of the trampoline and zipped it up. The girls ran into their house, holding their precious dogs for dear life.
            Once they got inside, the girls’ dad told them about a Halloween Block Party. Elle didn’t care if she went or not, because she didn’t have her costume planned. Skyler was different. She wanted to go so bad. First of all, she had her costume planned, and it was a great one: A fancy ghost. It would have makeup, earrings and everything! She also wanted to go because her best friend lived in Orangecrate Meadows and was probably going to go, too. They all decided to go to the party. It was in two days. Today was Saturday.
            When the girls’ mom got home from work, they had dinner. They had Ceaser Salad, corn on the cob, and fresh pineapple. Elle told her mom about the Block Party, but she couldn’t go because she had to work late on Monday.
            After dinner, the girls went upstairs to their room to get their pajamas on, but they didn’t have to go to bed yet. Elle and Skyler shared a room and had a bunk bed. They had a plastic chandelier hanging on the ceiling and a tall lamp in the far corner. The spotless window looked out to their blue trampoline, the fence and some dog toys. Three of the walls were painted bright orange, and on the last wall was a painted picture of a sunset. Elle put on her favorite T-shirt with a monkey on it, black leggings, and blue socks. Skyler put on a purple nightgown, softball pants, and purple socks.
“I can’t sleep on the top bunk tonight,” Elle said. “There is a ticking sound that makes me sneeze.”
Most people fight to be on the top bunk, but these girls always argue to be on the bottom.
“Terrible excuse!” Skyler shouted, “Sounds can’t make you sneeze! I may be two years younger than you, but I’m not gullible!”
“Who’s going to sleep on the bottom bunk, then?”
“I don’t know.” Skyler paused. “How about we let dad pick?”
The girls agreed and went downstairs to ask their dad. He said he had planned a surprise, but he wanted to tell them now. They were going to trade out the bunk bed for two beds with Skyler’s best friend and her sister. The girls were happy. They could have their own beds without switching! They would trade for the new beds tomorrow, but for now, Skyler got to sleep on the bottom.
            The next day, the girls and their dad loaded their red pickup truck with the bunk beds and drove down the street. Elle went up to the door and rang the doorbell. Skyler’s best friend, Emma, answered the door. She looked excited. Emma’s mom had just had a baby, so Emma and her sister were sharing a room and wanted a bunk bed. 9 year old Emma had a seven year old sister and that sister came up to the door and said hi, but then she called her dad. She ran back to inside where nobody outside could see her, and Emma ran outside to talk to Skyler. Elle and her dad talked to Emma’s dad for a bit, and then they got down to business. The girls carried the small parts of the white bunk bed inside, where the two separate beds were in the hallway. They carried them into Emma and her sister’s room. The walls were painted light pink with lavender stripes. The girls put down the bed pieces and went to get a snack. When they finished the snack, the dads had the whole bottom bunk built. Then Emma’s dad said,
“All right, I will finish the rest later. I’ll help you get the other beds into your trunk.”
At that, he started outside. They were carrying the beds. The single beds!
            Once they moved the beds in to their room, the girls and their dad went to the store to buy a new quilt for their beds. Elle bought a yellow one with orange polka-dots, and Skyler bought and orange one with yellow dots. There was also a sale where you buy any stuffed animal and get another one free. Elle bought a moose and Skyler bought a swan. When they got home, the dogs were eating their food and the girls’ mom was cooking dinner. This was a surprise for the girls because their mom usually worked late. They ate their chicken pot pie and went to bed early because they were tired and it was a school night.
            That night, the first night in their new beds, they heard a howling sound. It turned out; it was just Lucy the Chocolate Lab wanting to go outside. Skyler let her out. Then, they heard a groaning sound. It wasn’t Elle. It wasn’t Skyler. It wasn’t one of the dogs. Neither was it one of the parents.
“Weird,” whispered Elle. “I wonder what that…”
The groaning sound happened again. This time Skyler ran over and smacked Elle.
“Ow!” Elle said, “What was that for?”
“Stop groaning! You’re scaring me!”
“I’m not the one groaning. You slapped me for no reason!”
Then there was tapping from the inside of the closet. Skyler grabbed Elle’s hand and brought her to the closet. She slowly opened it. A glowing blob flew out. Both girls were screaming as it zoomed around the room. Only, since the blob was in the room, their parents couldn’t hear their screams. To them it sounded like silence. Elle finally opened the window and the Blob flew out. She slammed the window shut and went to her bed. Both girls slept in Elle’s bed.
            After school the next day, the girls and their dad went to the block party. It was from 5:00-8:00pm. Skyler went as the ghost she wanted to go as, and Elle went as a hobo, where she wore regular clothes and didn’t exactly brush her hair. They had hotdogs for dinner and there was a whole dessert buffet. Everyone ate desserts and talked and played and talked some more. Then people started leaving. When the girls had to leave, they were scared about the night time and kept whispering about what they would do if the blob came back.
            The next morning, the girls went downstairs to breakfast.
“Did you see the Blob last night?” Elle asked Skyler.
“No, did you?”
“Um, no.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes I’m sure.” Elle paused. “Are you sure you didn’t?”
“Yes I’m sure.”
The tone of Skyler’s voice made that answer final. There was silence until the girls’ mom came down.
“Mom, the night before the block party…” Skyler started, but her voice faded off.
“Did you say something, Sky?”
“Ummm….”
“Well the night, um, before the block party,” Elle substituted. “There was this, uh, tapping at our closet.”
“Yes?”
“Well, we opened it and…”Elle stopped.
“Elle, don’t tell her…”
“This big blob of light came out and I guess you couldn’t hear our screams…”Elle blurted it out and couldn’t stop. “We opened the window and it flew straight out. We were too scared to open another door, so we, um, didn’t come and get you.”
“Oh, it’s all right hun,”
Elle ran over to her mom and hugged her around the stomach.
“Mom…”
“It’s okay, honey.”
“No it’s not.”
“It may not be now, but it will be.”

            After school that day, Elle raced home. She didn’t even wait for Skyler like she usually did. She ran into the house and picked up Twinkie. She kept the door open until Skyler came in staring at her confusingly.
“Elle,” she said. “I know you never wait for me when you’re worried, what’s up?”
“Well, today’s Tuesday.”
“Yeah,”
“Well, on Tuesdays, as you know, neither dad or mom is here when we’re home.” Elle put down Twinkie.
“So?”
“What if the Blob thing is in the closet again?”
“Elle, you’re eleven, and I’m…”
There was knocking coming from the direction of the girls’ room. Elle started screaming and crying, all mixed together, for she’d had tears packed in her eyes all day. Skyler started screaming and followed when Elle ran past her out the door. Now the girls weren’t screaming anymore, but Elle was still crying. She suddenly stopped.
“Sky! What about Twinkie and Lucy?”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean, they are in the house with the BLOB!
Skyler screamed and ran back to the house and came back with both dogs and their leashes. She handed Elle the purple leash connected to Twinkie. She kept the baby blue leash which held on to Lucy. The girls walked up the hill and were about to knock on Emma’s door when a car stopped in front of the house. There was nobody in the driver’s seat. They stared and stared when finally they saw. In the driver’s seat was the Blob. Elle started crying again and froze, while Skyler rang the doorbell over and over until Emma’s dad came to the door. Skyler explained everything about the Blob, Elle crying, the car, and everything. Emma’s dad brought the girls inside and they say down in the living room. Lucky for the girls, Emma’s sister had dance class, but Emma was still there. Emma heard Skyler’s rushed, freaked out voice and immediately followed it.
“Dad,” Emma said, “Can I bring the girls into my room to talk for a little bit? I might be able to explain it better to you because I’m, you know, more their age.”
The first thing Emma did was put Twinkie and Lucy outside with her dog, Amy. Then she led the girls to her room. She told Skyler to lay on the bottom bunk of the bed while she privately talked to Elle. She brought Elle into the bathroom and said,
“It’s the Blob, isn’t it?”
“Yes.”

            After Emma was done talking to Elle, she called in Skyler. She said the same thing.
“It’s the Blob, isn’t it?”
“Yes. How did you know?”
“The Blob comes to my house, too.”
“Oh.” Skyler paused. “Really?”
“Sky, have you ever been to Disney World?”
“No… I’ve been to Disney Land, though.”
“Yep, that explains a lot.”
“What- How?”
“That explains that you’ve never been to Disney World.”
“Quit trying to be funny, Em.”
“Okay, okay, I’ll stop. How about we go back to my room and include Elle in this conversation?”
“Sure.”
Emma and Skyler went back into Emma’s room and found Elle sitting on the top bunk, staring at the closet.
“Okay, guys, there is no need to be afraid of the Blob.”
“Really? We all believe you.” Elle said, sarcastically.
“No, guys, really!”
Then there was a knocking on the closet. Skyler hurried up the ladder and sat in arm’s reach of her sister, while Elle opened the closet casually, like nothing was in there. The Blob flew out, but neither girl screamed. The Blob behaved differently at Emma’s house. It behaved like it lived there. It flew across the room, cleaning up the floor and putting everything in its proper spot.
“And that’s just one of things I’ve taught it to do!” Emma said.
“Taught?” Elle and Skyler said at the same time.
“You see, the Blob never complains and is happy to do anything. He especially loves being trained!”
“Cool!” Elle said.
Then the Blob landed on a clothes hanger on the closet.
“I taught him to do that to tell me, ‘I am all done, Emma! Is there anything else you want me to do? If not, I can leave now!’”
She told the Blob he could leave and it flew off into nowhere.
“Wow. Ours behaves so differently!” Skyler said with jealousy in her voice.
“You can train it. I got a book from the library called “How to Train a Blob.”
“Okay, C’mon, Elle we have to go to the library. Bye, Em!”
“Bye!” Emma said like a teacher at dismissal time.
The girls told Emma’s dad that everything was solved, and it was. They took their dogs and marched home. Their mom was cooking dinner and their dad was reading his book on the couch.
“Hi, girls!” Their mom said. “Emma’s dad called and told me you were at their house.”
“We were! Can we go to the library after dinner?” Skyler asked.
“Not today, but maybe tomorrow, Sky.”
“Thanks mom!”
The girls rushed through their dinners and went to bed early on purpose. They couldn’t wait for the Blob to come. They weren’t scared. They weren’t in need of protection. There was one thing they were. They were ready.

Sunday, February 28, 2016

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