The Fatal Mistake

My legs were beginning to cramp as I sat motionless in my hiding place. I tried to slow my breathing, but I could hear my heartbeat drumming in my ears. I wondered if it could be heard in the deafening silence. I felt my calf muscle tighten painfully and as a reaction, I shifted my weight. The sound echoed and it was my fatal mistake.

I would be caught now, it felt as if the world was crashing in on me. Suddenly I heard footsteps, they were coming closer and closer. I knew I had to make a choice either stay here and risk getting caught or try and run for it. I had to choose fast because the footsteps were getting even closer. I ran for it faster than I had ever run before, behind me I heard someone shout "I've got you now!'

Panic stricken I forgot to look where I was going and I tripped. I started tumbling down a hill and when I reached the bottom I landed in a mud puddle. Then out of no where someone taps me on the shoulder and says "Now your it for tag!"

I had been so caught up in my imagination I had forgotten I was playing tag with my sister. I guess next time I should stay focused on what I am doing.

The Substitute

I couldn't believe it, I was late again and this time I had no excuse. Except for my little sister's piano lessons which ran late, the car broke down, I couldn't find my backpack or, ok maybe I did have some excuses I could use.

The thing is they didn't happen this morning but on Sunday. But in my books it still counts, anyway my teacher said yesterday and I quote, "If you are late again, you will have one week's worth of homework!"

I know it sounds like she's overreacting, but so far this month I have been late 16 times. Back to the story, as I walked into my classroom my best friend Mira Robinson ran up to me, probably to remind me I was late. But instead she said "Good news! You don't have to worry about getting in trouble, we have a substitute teacher!"

I was so relieved, now I wouldn't have to face a mountain of homework. I sat in my desk just as the teacher came in. "Hello my name is Miss Carrington and I am your substitute teacher," she said with a smile.

For the rest of the day we hardly had any work and after school the kids in my class couldn't stop talking about the substitute. The next few days at school were pretty easy because Miss Carrington was still teaching us.

But then one day right in the middle of the class doing a really easy math sheet, she made a big announcement "I would like all of you to know that I will be replacing your regular teacher." I was stunned, so I asked "Where is Mrs. Walker anyways and why did she leave?" she replied You really shouldn't go into other people's business."

The bell rang and class was dismissed for the day. I couldn't leave like that. I had to know why Mrs.Walker left, so I waited until Mrs.Carrington left and snuck into my classroom. She had forgotten to log of her computer (as usual) so I began looking through files, and finally I found what I was looking for a file labeled Mrs. Walker.

I opened the file to find letters sent between Mrs.Walker and Miss Carrington. I had also found photos. I clicked on the newest letter it read " Mom are you sure you want me to take over your class. There are plenty of teachers better than me, anyway I hope your heart surgery goes well. Your daughter Elizabeth Carrington."

Now I knew why my teacher was gone and why my new teacher got upset when I asked her where she was. I learned a two lessons that day, never take your teachers for granted and if you leave your computer logged on there's a good chance one of your students may look through your files.

My Brother's Nintendo ds

Me: So how are you doing Nintendo Ds?

Ds: Please just call me Ds and I am doing completely terrible!

Me: Why are you feeling so terrible? Does it have to do with my brother?

Ds: Yes it does have to do with your brother? I feel horrible because he plays his video games on me to much, I am getting really tired all the time because of it.

Me: So what else does my brother do to you besides make you tired?

Ds: Well, he pushes on my A and B buttons much too hard, when he's trying to win a video game.

Me: When he starts getting mad because he keeps losing on his video games, does that annoy you?

Ds: Yes it does annoy me. It gives me huge headaches and my speakers won't stop ringing for weeks!

Me: Well thank you for your time Ds and for telling me what your entire life is like.

Ds: Your very welcome and goodbye!