Giselle Alexandra

“The Party” by Giselle Alexandra

Submitted to Contest #93

I skipped merrily outside to get the mail. Checking the letter box, I saw a red envelope inside. My heart skipped. It was unusual, if not impossible for someone to give me and my mum a letter. Grasping it, I delicately ran my hand on the paper and returned back to my house. I loved it dearly, but most people were not so poor and they would call it a hovel. Crawling under a hatch, I greeted my mother. She too, had thought that there would be nothing. We just go to pretend that we aren’t so poor. Ever since father abandoned us, taking all the ...

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“Thats why you don't disobey your parents.” by Giselle Alexandra

Submitted to Contest #93

It was morning. Squealing with delight, I pushed off my blankets. I had barely slept last night awaiting the wonderful day ahead. Flinging my dress on, I raced downstairs, too excited to bother about the noise I was making. My sister passed me and grumbled, “Shut up Giselle, I’m trying to sleep.” If you know my sister, you know not to argue with her. She’s a real brat. If you saw my sister, you would think you just dumped her in a mud pool. But this was such a glorious day, I didn’t even notice. Humming softly to myself, I skipped around the...

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“Dancing on a Stage.” by Giselle Alexandra

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I was talking to my sister, about to fall asleep. My sister then abruptly left, leaving me alone. Pigs and donkey pictures were all around. I winced. Before you ask, I HATE pigs and donkeys. I much prefer horses and bunnies. I groaned as, for the a thousandth time, I bent my aching back to pick up another balloon from the party, ten minutes before. I had one more balloon to go then I would finish this unbearable task. Closing my eyes I finished my job. I stretched and massaged every bit of my body, my thighs screaming at me from the running ...

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“The Forgotten Book” by Giselle Alexandra

I was reading my library book, falling asleep with boredom. I began to dislike this library. Well at least this particular book. I slammed the book shut, getting a sideways glance from the librarian, I gently put the boring book away. Just then, something caught my eye. It was a shiny emerald green book, and was called the dreams of your heart. Mesmerised by the book, I reached out and snatched it from the bookshelf. I ran my hand on the rough, but somehow smooth cover. It was truly majestic. I opened the book carefully a...

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“Birthdays are Boring” by Giselle Alexandra

Why did I agree to doing this? This is a catastrophe! I groaned out loud. It was creepy. I should have brought Miranda with me. It was her idea anyway. Do you want to know where I am and what I’m talking about? You do. Ok, here is your explanation:Before this terrible day happened:Yesterday:It was my birthday. Lots of people would be excited, but not me. I had promised my sister (Actually she basically forced me) to do one thing that she wanted me to do. She literally threatened me!I went downstairs gloomy and annoyed, my mother was coming u...

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“The Witch in the Library” by Giselle Alexandra

Submitted to Contest #91

I stepped inside the dusty and silent library, my big sister, Miranda was beside me but it didn’t change anything. I was scared, really scared and it made me want to cry. Miranda passed me a book. " Come on scaredy-cat.” She laughs. (I don’t want to be mean but when she laughs it’s like your next to a wicked witch cackling.) I told her I wanted to get out and Miranda sighs. “Listen Melanie, Mum left Me in charge not You, ok? I whimpered, immediately regretting it. Miranda had heard me. “Cry baby” she chanted. I am used to her ...

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