Monday, July 26, 2010

The winner by Vivienne Tasosa

It was a beautiful summer day and I woke up to admire the warm sun stretching over the horizon. It was one of those days where one was just happy to sit back and enjoy the sheer fact that they were still alive. It was a day to feel the breeze gently cut through your hair and smile in delight as the sun’s rays draped you in their warm golden ambience. It really was a perfect day on Pearly lane Manor.

I decided to do into town; so I had a shower and ate my breakfast. When I was done I jumped into my bright red convertible. I was just about to leave when I remembered that I had forgotten my purse. My beautiful gold and black clasp bag which had an emerald embedded in it as a center piece surrounded by a string of clear cut diamonds.

I couldn’t leave without it so I jumped out of my car and dashed back to my room. I remember having left it on my desk but when I got there; the place of honor reserved for it was empty. I looked under the bed; the desk, my pillow and finally my closet which was pretty messy but my precious purse was gone.

I instinctively knew that only one person had to know where it was. I stormed out my room and went straight to my seven year old brothers room. I found him sitting on his unmade bed holding my purse.
“Give it here!” I shouted.
“No way” he said.

I tried to snatch it away from him but he maintained an iron grip on it. I tried shaking him; screaming at him and even begging but the heartless skunk wouldn’t listen. Then mum came in. She asked what all the noise was about. When she found out; she took the purse and said she was going to hide it.

Twenty minutes later she told us to go and look for it. We searched high and low; left and right but we still couldn’t find it. I nearly begun crying when the horrible brat let out a shout of glee and told me he had found it.

“We found it; we found it!” we danced around chanting. Then mum came out and smiled and told us that she knew we would find it. Happy that we had found it; I then took my brat of a little brother for a ride in town. We had a splendid day; we ate ice cream and fed bread crumbs to the birds in the park. I love my little brother because he taught me how to appreciate the finer things in life.

1 comment:

  1. Well, it's well written (the writer has good command of vocabulary, punctuations quite ok, excellent paragraphing, and excellent number of characters). but as a short story it lacks a problem the main character is in (the introduction isn't that catchy)- I don't know, what level she is?

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