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I Have a Bad Sneeze

I have a bad sneeze It won’t go away. I have it every hour, I have it every day. I sneeze so loud The ground trembles and shakes. I sneeze so loud People think there are earthquakes. I sneeze so loud, People think I’m ill. They say “Take more vitamins Either gummies or pills.” Though I sneeze so loud The doctors would always say “You are perfectly healthy. Over time it will go away.” But that was a two years ago And my sneeze is still here I wait for the day it stops But it might not, I fear. I told one of my close friends About my horrible plight. He said, “I have an idea; Go see the woodland sprite.” “She might be able to help you, Get rid of that silly sneeze. Just go to the Frolicking Forest, From there, the cure will be a breeze.” I thought the whole thing silly. Surely he wasn’t serious. A woodland sprite in the forest? Surely, my friend was delirious! But my friend wasn’t joking, And said it was what I had to do. So I went to the Frolicking Forest To see if his advice was true. ...

Bail Me Out

I glared at the clock outside my jail cell. Pa should’ve bailed me out hours ago. He always picks me up before sunset and scolds me. With a minor charge of armed robbery, I should be home by now. Sure, the other things I’d done weren’t as “severe,” but they were about the same. Pickpocketing was theft too. 

The door opened and slammed shut. Sheriff sauntered to his desk, whistling an annoying tune.

I tapped my foot. “Hey! Where’s Pa at?”

Sheriff chuckled. “He ain’t coming.”

“What?” 

“He ain’t bailing you out. With this crime, you’re here twenty to life.”

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