Wednesday, September 18, 2013

A short story I wrote...





Maranatha is such a fun place! I go with my family every year for a family reunion. It’s a family Bible camp about three hours away on Lake Michigan. While I’m there we have a Bible class every morning and evening for the whole week. This year was my first year being in the Teen Classes, even though I’m not a teenager yet. I felt really nervous about being in that class full of “big kids”, but luckily I had my cousin, Leanna, who had already been in this class the year before.

The very first day of the week I woke up at around 8:00 or 8:30 so I could have time to get ready for the classes that start at 9:30. Once I had eaten breakfast and gotten dressed, I sat around for a while because I had extra time. I must have lost track of time because before I knew it, it was already 9:28! I got up as fast as I could, put my shoes on, yelled “Bye, I’m leaving for class!” to my mom because she was still in bed, and rushed out the door. It was much chillier than I had expected outside. I almost felt as if the air was nipping at my arms, and it was also sprinkling rain. It seemed like the kind of day that could make anyone grumpy and sad, but I was too excited for the new class.

 I ran down the concrete outdoor hallway  with doors to other rooms to my left and the railing on my right. We were on the top floor of the three story building. It reminds me a lot of a motel but much nicer, at least on the inside of the rooms.  I was walking quickly toward the steps, and suddenly I heard my friend Kayla’s  brother yelling much louder than he needed to, “Get back here and brush your teeth!” at the youngest of the boys in their family. Just as he said this I remembered… even with all of the extra time I had, I had forgotten to brush my teeth! Even though I knew it wasn’t that big of a deal I for some unknown reason turned around to go back and brush my teeth. After brushing my teeth I grabbed a sweater, and started back to class again, but this time I was running.

 I walked toward the door to Lebanon Lodge and was so happy to see my cousin standing at the door with one of her friends waiting for me because I really didn’t want to walk into class on my own. As the three of us walked into the building, down the aisle of seats full of teenagers, there was music playing and everyone was talking. We found a few open seats near the front of the room and sat down. The room was nice and warm, and there was sun shining through the windows. I felt a slight tap on my shoulder as if someone was trying to get my attention. So I turned around, and there sitting with the silliest face she had ever put on, it was Kayla! She’s always coming up with silly faces. I guess it’s just her personality. We were both so excited to see each other. We talked a lot about how much had gone on this year, but  the subject changed quickly to Kelly.

Kelly is another one of my close friends at Maranatha. She hadn’t shown up yet and the teachers were about to start teaching. We hoped she remembered the fact that we were in a new building this year. But we had to forget about that because class was beginning.
The counselors put on a funny skit for us to get to know them. Then we split into groups by grade, of boys and girls.  My group walked through the crisp cold air to the lodge. The lodge was a really nice and homey place built out of stone and wood.  My group (6th to 7th grade girls)
scooted into a little area by a fire place to sit and do our lesson.

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About three days later I walked into class again, feeling very upset about how cold it had been, and that Kelly had still not shown up. Kayla and I were sure that she must not be coming this year. As I walked into class, yet again, I found a seat next to Leanna. Then suddenly, a girl with bright red hair and freckles turned around. It was Kelly! I couldn’t believe it! I was so happy! Nothing could make me sad now that I knew she would be here for the rest of the week, even if the weather was terrible.

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