When I Met Timmy in the Elevator by Kaylee Martin 8th Grade ~Central Vermont Catholic School

I swear, I've been in there for 6 hours.  Timmy kept saying It had only been five minutes, but I didn't believe him. I was supposed to be at my dance recital, but instead, I was stuck in this elevator with a a stranger named Timmy.  I didn't want to talk to him, but he never stopped talking.

"What's your name?" he asked me , in an annoying voice. 

"Vicki." I mumbled. 

"Where do you live?"

"Why do you need to know?"

"No reason.  Hey, do you  like flowers?"

"Um...yes."

"Then let the flowers in your soul grow with my organic juice."  He took out his juice box and started laughing.  He was getting on my last nerve.  "Hey, do you...." He started talking, but I cut him off.

"Listen...um...who are you?" I asked.

"Timmy."

"Listen, Timmy. You are driving me insane. Jut stop talking to me or making annoying noises."

He started making annoying noises and wasn't even listening.

I yelled, "Just stop! You are the most annoying person I've ever met.!"

He was silent.  He looked away sadly, just looking at the wall.  I had to say I was sorry.

"Listen," I spoke softly, "I'm sorry."

Just then, the elevator doors opened and we both shuffled out, happy to be getting away from each other.

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