Dave's Journal: A Short Story

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Hi! This is just a little short story I wrote in my Merit Class (AKA Gifted class) at my school! We did this activity where we chose a picture, and then wrote a story from ONLY the picture. The picture is shown as the cover.

Name of Picture: A Strange Day in July

I didn't base the story off of the title of the picture, just the events going on in the picture.

I hope you like it! 

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April 15, 2014

  It was April 1st when it happened.  I thought it was just a joke that my parents had swerved to the side of the road, just pretending for my sister and me.

  Maggie was smiling.  She had that kind of smile that'd make you smile too, a glowing, pretty smile that everyone loved.  Her golden yellow hair was blowing in the wind coming from her open window in the backseat with me.  Our car had "hit" the side of the curb of the highway too fast, making us spin on the road a little and turning our car sideways on the road.

  "Clever trick, Mom and Dad!" Maggie said, smirking.  'Clever' was one of her vocabulary words for her test that Friday at school.  It was one of her favorites.  

  I remembered smirking too, looking at our parents.  They'd had this look on their face, one that I couldn't understand until now.

  The look was panic.

  That was when the truck came around the corner.  It had been one of those huge 18-wheelers. Maggie smirked even more because the truck just happened to be directly in line with her door on her side of the car.

  "You can't get us!  Right, Dave?"

  Wrong.

  The truck honked loudly, the sound enough to make us all deaf.  Maggie opened her mouth and was still talking, hitting my shoulder to get my attention.  

  But it was already lost.  And so was she.

  The truck didn't stop.

  And the last thing I heard her yell was my name just before her body was crushed apart.

April 16, 2014

  I'm stilll in the hospital.  They say I'm not "mentally ready to go home".  I don't care.

  Maggie's waiting for me.  I'll have to escape.

April 18, 2014

  The pond is shining as the yellow sun hits its murky green water.  That's another word she'd just learned: murky.  My mom had taught it to her on the day before the crash.

  *flashback*

  "Murky means dark and dull.  Kinda like your face does." Maggie had said.  "You'll pay for that one." I remembered teasing. 

  Then I chased her, and we laughed.

April 21, 2014

  I've been at the pond since April 17.  My parents are looking for me.  But I'm not going back because I have to watch Maggie at the pond.  I want to stay with her.  

  She likes to watch me skip rocks.  I like when she watches me.

  "You're really good, Dave.  I wish I could still do it too." she says every time I start tossing the smooth, flat rocks on the water.  Her image shimmers.

  "I wish too." I say back, every time.

April 24, 2014

  Maggie is gone.  She left the pond yesterday, our favorite place.

  She told me goodbye, and to tell my parents goodbye.  I didn't tell them when they found me today; they wouldn't believe me anyway.

May 1, 2014

  I'm back in the hospital.  My parents keep watching me.  I don't know why.

  I miss her a lot.  She's always on my mind since my parents found me.  I wish she'd come back.  At least visit me or something, or come back to the pond, our favorite place.

  When she does visit again, I'll know.

  And I'll go back to her.

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Well, how'd you like it? 

Again, this story is based off of NOTHING but a picture that I wrote in one hour. So I think that's pretty good for somebody slow like me. (*hint hint* Mack, Brianna, and Kim)

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Love you all!