Hello and a Happy Valentines Day to you!
For so many people, Valentine’s Day means flowers, chocolate, and showering those you love with… well, love! I do love flowers, and chocolate and I promise to shower š but for me, Valentine’s day means one (other) thing, Susanna Hill’s
4th ANNUAL PRETTY MUCH WORLD FAMOUS VALENTINY WRITING CONTEST!
Without further ado, here’s my entry. Good luck to all the participants! We’re all winners already because we showed up, wrote something and shared it with the world… long distance high five!
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Scooter’s Swap.
Scooter couldnāt sleep.
He had never broken a window before. He hadnāt ever hit a baseball that far before, either.
And he didnāt mean for Freddie to get in trouble, but, when his mom started yelling at Freddie, Scooter didnāt stop her.
The next morning, Scooter thought he might be sick. He dreaded the thought of Freddie being mad at him. But it was Valentineās Day, which meant the neighborhood Sweet Swap.Ā If he told his mom the truth, sheād never let him go. If he didn’t go, he would miss out on Ms. Susieās Strawberry Schmoozies. Those were his favorite cookies, ever. Ā
At recess, Freddie wouldnāt even look at him.
In the lunchroom, Scooter sat alone. āIs a cookie even worth it?ā he asked himself.
During class, Scooter wanted to cry. Valentineās Day was one of his favorites, but today had been the worst.
After school, he climbed into his momās car and crumbled, his truth and tears came pouring out. Ā
Once they were home, Scooter walked next door. As soon as he saw Freddie, it all came rushing out again. āIām sorry,ā Scooter said, while Freddie just stared. After a minute, Freddie ran inside leaving Scooter to worry and wait. Ā
Soon, Freddie was back with a Strawberry Schmoozie and a smile.
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-JP
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