I have chosen four pieces of writing to be posted. These are personal narratives from two fourth graders and two fifth graders. I hope you will enjoy them as much as I did.
Lucky
By Lauren
I was in my garage, my chin perched heavily on my hand. I still could not get over the loss of my old kitten (which was at a new home, her name was Tat). I was confused at the same time for a different kitten named Lucky randomly disappearing and I could not find my beloved kitten. From the door leading to our backyard my dad said at an unexpected moment, “Lauren, quickly!” was his intent whisper in a hushed voice. I carefully but quickly rose from my chair, getting the message, and crept into the blackness of the backyard before me. Further into the darkness when I stepped onto a small porch in front of my dad's blue work shed I heard a small meow.
“It's probably just Patches,” ( Patches was are neighbor's cat ) I sadly whispered, and started back to our garage. “Wait, see for yourself,” my dad said right before I was out of earshot. He disappeared into his small blue shed. A moment turned to a minute as I waited for the answer. The meows died away as I waited. Finally I saw light. I opened my eyes wide, searching for the meows that seemed so familiar. Suddenly I saw it...LUCKY!!! I don't remember how many times I rubbed my eyes in disbelief. She ran back and forth looking for her sister(Tat was her sister, but was at a new home) and her next meal. I ran like a bullet through our garage and into the house. I flung all the cabinets open till I found a can of tuna. I wanted her to stay,to become my own kitten! I grabbed a blanket and put the tuna in a random, clean bowl. The thought of Lucky being right in the backyard, right now, stunned me. I could not think of any other thought except to run and get to Lucky. Memories flashed before me as I found my way in the still, night air of the backyard. Setting the bowl down, I then hid behind an old tree. I took a moment to look up at the tree in front of me. Its big branches hung threateningly over me as I stared into the wonders above me. At that moment, I herd the scraping of a bowl and peeked around the tree to see that there, in front of me was her, my one and only Lucky. I slowly walked to her side and stroked her soft, creamy fur. “Lauren”, I herd the soft, familiar voice of my mom. “Do you want to sleep with Lucky in your room tonight?” she asked in an even softer voice. “Yes! Yes!” I wailed, breaking the silence of the still night air around me.
I carefully brought Lucky and her food (which she was still eating) to my room and set her neatly down. I watched in tears as Lucky padded slowly to my dog's bed that she never uses with its tan fuzz and its brown outline, and curled up in a tight ball. I walked to the dog bed and my exhausted kitten, almost blinded by tears. The kitten I have spent all this time with, right here, right now. I sat down next to her, knowing the chance of keeping her was soaring high. Stroking her soft fur I realized the way she looked up at me, she acted like an angel from heaven. This, I thought, was a day, a day I could look back on. This for sure was the day I thought would never come. Lucky was back!!!!!
Riding Alone
By Garrett
Snap! Plop! Swing! T, t, t, t, went my bike as dad helped me ride it, or so I thought! Yippy,thank you Dad. Dad? Confused I turned my head 95 degrees to see my dad 10 feet behind me walking inside to get mom. There were trees and houses were on either side of me. My fear did not last long. At that moment, nothing was more important, nothing because I had just mastered the art of bike riding!
Dead By Nathan
"Nathan, come here," my dad said in a depressed tone. As I walked down the hallway everything seemed dead. The lights weren't on, and every door was shut. I came into my moms room, it felt dark and just dead. Nothing was on not even one light in the room. My mom was laying down on the bed, my two sisters beside her; my dad was sitting on the bed. My mom was crying as much water as a river has. My sisters were in there. Then, (dramatic pause) the news... "Nathan your grandma is dead," my dad said once again in a depressed tone. Theres that word I thought. Dead. The word poisoning my mind. How I thought HOW? Then the answer. "Your mom's mom died of brain cancer," my dad said in a little bit more of a depressed tone. I remember hearing of funerals and that I would probably have to go to one. I would have to go to Pittsburgh and see all my relatives. I was very young at the time so I didn't understand much of it. All that was running through my head was DEAD HOW and WHY? My mom was still crying a deafening cry. All I wanted to do is just comfort my mom. So my dad and I made her almost a gourmet breakfast. My dad also let my mom stay home from work. It felt like a plain as a pancake, old deadeningly regular day and my mom was the queen of France. The First Time I Held Ray Ray By Indra Malmay On June 31st when I was four years old I woke up in the hospital. I opened my eyes and saw my mom lying in a hospital bed. So I asked, “Why are you in the hospital bed?” She replied “Your sister came out.” I got a tremendous smile from ear to ear. And a few minutes later a nurse came in holding a baby. I asked, “Who are you, and who is the baby that you are holding?” The nurse replied, “I am Nurse Lori and this is your little sister Raina.” Then the nurse handed the baby to my mom. Then my mom said,”Come see your little sister.” When I looked at her she looked into my eyes. I'm positive that she knew who I was because she gave me a huge smile. Then I smiled so big that my mom was wondering how I got my mouth to stretch out that big. My mom could see that I wanted to hold my sister because I was putting my hands under her. Then my mom handed her to me and I was silent. But Raina was laughing and it made me soooooooo happy. The only thing we did was stare at each other. And a few seconds later I started crying because I was so happy to have my little sister.
I awoke in my bed like a zombie coming back from the dead. The sun wasn't at it's zenith so it's either morning or night I thought