Locked in a Shed

"Ugh! Emma!"

"What? This was not my fault!"

"Then, who did it?"

We do not always fight like this. It still was the end of the summer, and everyone was excited and full of gusto. My friend Maddie, had changed schools last year. I hadn't seen her ever since. She was throwing her birthday party on her patio. We were having a blast, the best fun anyone had ever had since we saw her.

Of course, nobody wanted to stop the laughing and fun. We did not even see the time sli

p away from us, then it all happened. I could hear my mom. She was laughing and talking with Maddie's mom and Emma's mom. I got closer to the sounds. Yep, definitely my mom. Time to go home. I ran to go tell my friends. We talked until we came to a conclusion. We would hide. Worse decision ever. Emma, me and Maddie would wait in the damp small shed in Maddie's backyard, until we were forced to play more. Stupid right? Well, we t

hought different then. When the perfect time came we approached the idea. We all jumped in the shed with a hop and the heavy door closed in on us.

the shed was actually pretty small, for the fact it was jammed with bikes.

It was dark too, with only one peep-hole. We jumped in, a

nd the huge door closed on us, as the sunlight was being cutoff as the door faltered. That was when my 'S.O.S.' partially started. I realized how hot, uncomfortable, and jammed it began to linger.

"Is it just me, or is it hot and dark in here?" I asked in a shaky voice.

" Yeah, your right. Since when?" answered Emma. I could not see her face, but boy, from the sound of her voice she was just as worried as me.

Maddie was completely silent.

We waited for a while before I broke the silence. "OK, you guys. I can't hear anybody, and we could just beg for more time. Right?"

"No, that never will happen, my mom will go take me shopping for new cleat's, talk about boring and unnecessary." stated Emma.

" Si! Si! They will say yes!" said Maddie trying to convince us.

"She's right," I chimed in,"They will want to do something or another after this like always." I said thinking how weird Maddie used 'Si!'

I know you thinking we are crazy, but it is true, we exaggerate.

"Won't they just gab on and on as always about stuff like ' have you tried this?' and ' I went there once, but I think this is better' mocked Maddie.

" True," I simply responded.

"Well," Maddie said " Lets get going! Rapido, rapido!"

That was weird, Maddie never says those things, especially in Spanish.

I started to push. It didn't budge. I thought it was just me, because I do not have any muscle. Nope, zip.

"Hey guys, can you help me?" I asked.

"Yes," they simply responded together.We pushed, nothing happened. We tried again.

"Huff," we all said together. Still nothing.

" Guys, nothing is happening, we're stuck," sighed Maddie, now very agitated.

"How did- why did- ugh!" I yelled very annoyed.

This is where all the commotion began. It started off with every type if blame you can think of ' we are stuck and it is your fault' and 'This is because of you.'

Then the real fighting began. I couldn't even explain the din that carried through out the tiny shed.

"oh... we are doomed, dead!" Emma said exaggerating completely

" Why don't we just knock for help?" I said coming to a rational ending.

"Fine!" They both said in a chorus.

We started banging and screaming for help. We listened. Nobody was there. They all scattered like we told them to.

"Oh man! We told them to hide too!" I reminded them.

We decided to keep calling them in case some one heard us. Nope.

" What were we thinking?" I thought to myself.

" we are stuck in here for life!" exaggerated Emma.

" Where do you get all this nonsense from?" asked Maddie.

" We're gonna die-" said Emma being cutoff from Maddie.

"Hold on a secon-"

"We're gonna die!" said Emma in a choking sound voice, This time cutting off Maddie.

" HOLD UP!" I yelled, so frazzled from the sound I could not think. " Listen," we did.

" footsteps!" Emma said full if glee.

The creaking door squeaked.

Light poured in as the door opened. Thank heaven.

There was a catch, their shadows were bigger, not a peep came from their mouth.

There opened the door three very angry moms.

"We are gonna go," I said trying to sly away.

We all ran for it.

" Hold up," my mom reminded us. We stopped in our tracks, our backs facing them.

My heart skipped a beat, I thought I was dead meat. I was anticipating a' What were you doing I looked all over for you' and ' You could of been in there for a while' and last but not least,'If it was not for me.' There you got it, I was a goner. My heart felt like it was pounding in my ear.

"I surrender!" I yelled. I was waiting for it, but instead I got a simple,

"You are welcome."

There you got it. My S.O.S., I got a lot of learning out of it. One, Moms don't always rat you out. Two, Maddie speaks Spanish.

Who Are We? by Abby and Talia

    "Hey my dairy-rockin' buddy. How you doin'? blurted the sweet chunky treat.

    " I'm good. Do you want to come over for a dunk?" questioned the smooth white lactose .

    "Thanks for the offer, I would go, but don't want to get soggy, or else I might get caught by Santa." sighed crumbled chocolate mess sadly.

    "OK smart idea I wouldn't want to get messy either." sputtered the dairy delight.

    "You would think that I would have a bigger brain, but it all butter and chocolate from my top half up. What do you know, I am still pretty sharp, don't you think?" said the complacent sugar treat.

    "Yes I think your very smart in fact I think your smarter than me!" replied the dairy not even realizing his friend was boasting.

    " I thought it would be pretty suspicious to have an untouched soggy treat. Eh?" questioned the crumbly dessert.

    "I agree smarty." said the drink under his breath, now realizing the snarky treat.

    " So... what have you done since last night?" asked the baked dough trying to start a conversation "I have had a pretty short boring life since I came out of the oven..."he said the now sad and upset.

    " Well, I, " said the 2% getting back at his friend, now boasting himself, "was abruptly disrupted when I was picked up from the store, bagged and brought home, in a bumpy car ride. To my surprise, I was put back into my cool living environment. I was quite comfortable until I was poured out and stuck in this glass. Luckily I was spared for Santa and not drinkin'. "

   " Shhhhh... I think I hear something." said the smart and now scared show-off in a low tone.

    Thump Thump Thump.

 "Barbara! What is in the fridge? I can't get any work done. I need something." Screamed a man. "This paper is due tomorrow.  Jeez, my boss should cut me some slack. I need you to  get this done... blah blah blah"   mocked the man as he mumbled to himself. "

    " I think I have a plan... if you just follow me we, you can go down the drain, and I can roll down the street... Until then,  you have to help" said the smart dough now realizing that they were in great danger of being  eaten."OK, I am going to push you off the counter and down the drain..."

    "But-" said the drink trying to butt in, but was not useful

    "One-two-three! Huff, huff. What do you think about a low-fat diet? What the heck are you eating?" wondered the treat trying to push his off the counter.

    "That's not me, it's the glass!" said the drink is his defense.

    "I need to go faster, Almost there-" huffed the poor treat, but before he could finish, the drink was already down the drain.

    Pl up, pl up, pl up

    "There my buddy goes..." sighed the sugar filled  yummy chewy delight.

    "Thankkkkkkk youuuuuuuu" yelled the thankful white protein.

    "Now it is just me, here goes nothing...Aghhhhhhhhhhhhh" yelled the round treat, as he leaped off the counter, and out the doggy door.

     Epilogue

Now the sugar packed treat is living in the  New York dump with his buddy the white drink, after they found each other by the pipes.  They are very happy, and are quite satisfied in their new living space, behind a cabinet, dealing with their "friends" the ants...