So, my favorite class that I am taking this semester is Creative Writing. My teacher is one of the most eccentric people i've ever met, but i love love love him!!!! He's always encouraging us to share our stuff with other people so I figured what better way than on my blog?! Here's my first piece...we had to pick a moral and write a story to tell it:
In the small town of Kiama, Australia there lived a young girl named Olivia. She had blonde hair, a pretty smile, and malicious twinkle in her green eyes. Olivia attended Illawarra Middle School where she ruled as the queen-bee of seventh grade. She was a beautiful girl and used her looks to get whatever she wanted, including straight A’s, discounts on movie tickets and hoards of expensive jewelry from her many love-struck boyfriends. During lunch time, Olivia strutted down the halls giving out orders to her minions and pretending not to notice the stares from her admirers as she past. Though she tried not to play favorites when it came to tormenting her classmates, there was one girl in particular that she loved to make miserable.
Alice, on the other hand, was a sweet girl; she was quiet and unsuspecting and everything that Olivia was not. Once when they were both in elementary school, Alice had made the mistake of wearing the same sweater to school as Olivia. She returned home that day covered in blue paint with a written citation from Olivia warning her to never wear that sweater again “or else”. Ever since that day, Alice had been on Olivia’s hit-list and was traumatized on a regular basis. Because she was a good girl and was above getting revenge, Alice paid no attention to Olivia’s childish pranks; she knew that in the end, Olivia would get what she deserved.
Today was a Wednesday which was Olivia’s favorite day of the week so she celebrated by sticking a thumb tack on her teachers chair and giggled with joy as Alice was sent to the principal’s office instead. Later that day as Olivia was walking to her next class, she spotted Alice putting her books away in her locker. Olivia floated by and nonchalantly rammed her shoulder into the other girl, knocking her books to the floor. She smiled to herself as she walked away ignoring Alice’s comments about karma coming back to haunt her one day.
The next day as Alice was sitting with her friends at lunch, Olivia snuck up behind her and poured a carton of milk on her head claiming that it was an accident. Alice’s friends were mortified but she just wiped her face and fought back tears. The rest of the week was awful and by Friday Alice was so upset that she almost forgot her birthday was the next day. On Saturday morning she woke up to find a large pile of presents sitting at the foot of her bed. She was very pleased by all of her gifts but her favorite was a shiny, pink boomerang. Alice spent the whole weekend playing with it and was excited to show her friends the new toy.
On Monday before classes began, Alice and her comrades sat around in a circle admiring the beautiful boomerang. They all took their turns playing with it and were keen on having one of their own. Olivia watched the girls from afar and decided that she did not like how much fun they were having. She marched across the courtyard and snatched the boomerang from one of the girl’s hands. Alice rushed up to her and tried to take the toy back but Olivia shoved her to the ground. Alice cried and cried but did nothing. She knew Olivia would get what she had coming to her.
After school that day, Olivia sat with her minions recounting the story of how she had stolen Alice’s toy. She admired the pretty boomerang and decided to give it a try. She reached her arm back as far as she could and flung it forward into the air with all her might. The boomerang whipped through the sky and finally rounded a semi-circle to come back towards Olivia. Lacking the eye-hand coordination needed to play with such a toy, Olivia was not able to catch the boomerang and was instead hit in the face by the fast-moving object. She was rushed to the hospital as blood poured out from her nose and mouth and was sent into surgery as soon as she got there. Sadly, Olivia’s once beautiful face was now disfigured and ugly and was hard to look at for more than a few seconds. Because she was so unsightly, Olivia never married and grew up to be a spinster who lived alone with her fifteen cats. She died a virgin and no one came to her funeral.
As for Alice, she excelled in life and grew old and happy after having four children. When they were old enough, she was sure to tell them the unfortunate story about Olivia and warned that just like a boomerang, “what goes around comes around”.
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