VERMONT WRITES DAY (and anytime) General. Share your best writing -- a story, a poem, a sudden spark of observation or insight or creativity. Or photos. Add sound, too, if you like. Anything goes here.
Have you ever seen a meese? I haven't, but I've seen a geese. Some people say they've seen two, but I don't believe in who. People say they have big horns, and it eats three pieces of corn. Some say it's as big as a car, And it can run really far. But I'm not sure about... What...huh..you say they're moose? That's why that sign says Moose on the Loose!
One day when my sister and I were playing in our playroom. She pushed me out and locked the door. All I had to play with was my Lalaloopsie doll. I kept telling her to let me in but it didn’t work. I told my dad what happened and he let me in by putting a toothpick in the hole in the doorknob and the door opened. My sister and I kept playing like it never even happened but my sister is still mean to me.
It had been three weeks since my grandma had died. She had gotten fairly old and a little bit crazy so that might explain why she suddenly felt the need to walk to the store in the middle of the night. It had been a can’t-see-your-hand-that's-right-in-front-of-your-face kind of dark that night, so when grandma stepped out into the road she couldn't even see the truck that was barreling towards her with no lights on.
When I woke up I was in a cream of mushroom soup factory in Texas. I was in a room. With a small door that I had to crawl under. So I got on my hands and knees and crawled through the door. When I got out I heard voices down a long hall. So I ran the other way. I ran all the way down the hall. Until I found a door. I hesitated for a minute but then I opened the door. When I opened it I saw the factory. And they were putting people in the cream of mushroom soup. Then I saw them. Aliens! They were everywhere. But then I found a hiding spot. So I went and to hide in it. The spot was empty cans that were stacked. A claw was taking five cans at time and put them in a line on conveyor belt. Then the cans go down the conveyor belt and gets filled with, human cream of mushroom soup.
She was broken and so was I. She was dating my best friend, so obviously she was off limits. I was fine with that because I liked someone else. But soon her and my friend broke up... And I realized just how much I like her.
I was on a hike with my friend John. It was spring break, the weather was amazing, and we were both outdoorsy people and thought it would be great to go on a hike through the woods. John was a little farther ahead of me, I had stopped to admire the beautiful song the birds were singing. When I started to catch up with him I nearly walked right into him. “Woah!” I exclaimed, I was about to punch him for it when I realized he was staring at something. I followed his gaze and found myself staring as well. It was a stairway. I couldn't see where it ended, it just seemed to go on forever. It looked old and was made of wood. It looked like it would fall apart if a feather landed on it, but somehow I knew it wouldn't. John started to walk towards it, I wanted to tell him to stop, but found myself walking towards the stairway as well. That's when everything went wrong.