Trolls Continued: Branch And Poppy

[145] A Story To Tell.

So, I figured I had a story to tell that happened to me today so you guys can get a little inside peek into my life. I recently realized that I don't do this much.

So, my church was holding an easter event. My friends and I were running the bouncy house, and we all noticed everyone was packing up.

"I need to tell these little kids to get off of here," my friend, Taylor told me.

We told them all that we were closing up. It was tough to get them all rounded up and out, many of them were rufusing, but we managed.

So my friends and I stood there I'm the bouncy house and waited for our leader to come and help us take it down.

We didn't really notice it, but we were bouncing. Just a little bounce.

And then a family came over. A mom, a dad, and a daughter.

I had never seen them before. But I knew I didn't trust them when I first saw them.

They then ran over and started talking and complaining to my friend Hannah, who was standing in the front.

My friend Taylor stepped in behind her, and I heard their voices growing higher.

I rolled my eyes and sighed at my friend Tiffany and we came up with them. We were inside the bounce house, meanwhile they were on the outside.

By the time we came up, they started screaming at all of us.

I just wanted to punch them, if I were to be honest with you. They were extremely rude to us. I felt bad that the daughter had to live with them.

"If you're allowed to jump in the bounce house, then my daughter is, too!!!" the dad screamed.

"I'm sorry," I had said. "But we're closing down."

"You guys NEED to let my daughter in!! NOW! You're not allowed to do that-!"

I then threw my hands up I'm the air and walked to the back of the bounce house with my friend, Tiffany.

Somehow Hannah and Taylor were about to scare them off, but then Taylor ran over to us in a panic.

"They're talking to Dan!!" Taylor shrieked.

Dan is our leader.

"Hide!" Tiffany yelled.

"Girls."

We all knew that voice.

It was Dan.

He explained to us that we had to let the little kids back on. And the parents stood right behind him.

He told us that they could be on for a little longer, and that we had to get off.

I rolled my eyes, and we all got off. I got my shoes on, and as I was gathering my stuff, the dad and the mom smirked and gave us the evil eye.

We went upstairs, and before I knew it, Taylor was crying.

I felt so bad for her. And then she called herself useless.

I just wished I could tell her I felt the same way.

A/N: BTW, I may not make it seem like the parents that came in were that bad, but I didn't show you a quarter of a quarter of what they said.

Some of it really wasn't pretty.

So, who do you think was in the wrong? My friends and I or the family?

BTW, our leader came up to us when they were gone and said they were just a family who didn't understand.

He was nice about it. Don't worry, our leader is a really nice person. Of any people, he wasn't the one in the wrong.