Captured

Chapter 9

"Young Alice what is 4x9" my tutor spoke "the answer is 36", "very good what is the 27 divide by 3 x9 equals in 1 mile in yards if you was riding a bike?" ,I thought hard about what I would say but honestly "well professor i do know the first part of the question is 81 but the second half well I wouldn't know the answer because it never said". I spoke honestly even though I am the top ten smartest child in my academy doesn't make me a scientist. I said my goodbyes after my tutoring was done and made my way to the old library. I can't believe these children had the nerves to change how it look. no cobwebs, no dust, nothing just jewels of furniture that means nothing. at least I have the books lovely writing on the each paper like this one "lovely Susan how I wish you stop distracting me with your smile my love for you is to great let we not part from each and stay till death and stay till dawn"

"Oh how I love the beauty of how he felt for her" I thought. the love for whoever he liked had run deep "and that's what I say true love". I stayed there till the bell rang to go home I walked slowly with the book to read it a classic tale of Romeo and Julitte how romantic but yet lonesome. frank and I haven't even played the game of look and capture. I Was to captivated by the trills it slip through from my room leading towards supper and towards bedtime. I haven't even slept a wink till the next dawn. at least the book is finished read I can't help but the language and texture writing of this book is how I feel everyday light, poison, and colors of truth but yet emptiness inside. I feel empty. In 2 months the poetry contest was in full swing fairs candy joy but above all poetries by old cellar Reign. he is the oldest tree that live here they say he has been here over 3000 years this apple tree here. which I feel doubtful of its age but I never felt doubtful of its tasty apples. the winner always gets to take one of its' fruit to taste its sweet memories. many had beatiful poems some filled with joy some sorrow some fell near death with agony as .the mistress speaker went in front of stage everyone clapped "now our finalist poeters young Alice Bounty and Young Edward Sillons" she beamed. Ugh the beast its self I know his father made a mistake when making that sorry excuse that the devil himself said why he did this. his family are scientist and doctors his mom a travel doctor his older twin brothers shane Michael Famous writers. His sisters Rosette, Elizabeth, Helen are librarian firefighter and engineer. And finally mister Arnold Ramsile Sillons the scientist that have work sides with many other scientists and known for his art work here in England. stubborn old man and just think he loves my father and would anything for him but never me. As the judges call his sons name he based his poem on Old Cellar. Beuaty sweet drizzle as honey how did you made it to this town. Shaken flowerist oh to eat as the mighty fire storm and that never beat thee sudden air sudden mist with the breeze as smooth smooth milk I will say I say cellar how I wish I wish everyone would taste your bitter justice flesh of taste "wow he made a song about winning so much honnor I have for you now" I spat deeply in back of head. I smiled deeply as he return to his seat beat that he boast I smiled with sweet words "i'll try". sorrow lost frustration why fold up inside me trying to view how you are but laying me in agony while I cry myslef to sleep don't there face towards me as a pet of a daydream when you have leave in here to weep a shoulder a pillow words slips from the conner of my mouth but nothing comes out but hollow words with no words well I say justice I am a woman a woman or pride words respect a woman that can not say no when others think it's meant I will not be taken for shrubs or a deadly oak my words was meant for the young and old and weary like me stand sister let them hear our cry cause we are not that shy .....why? cause the doctors told our parents we was a girl that's why I couldn't help but bow humbly at the round of applause that I've gotten. I came back to my seat wear a face I wanted to see when he came to sit by me from the beginning . I smiled for he was red of fumes for head to neck. Are you all right I ask concern for my competitor " , "I am fine don't you have that grin for long I always win no matter the cost he growled through his teeth. I sat with my head held high "the only way you can beat me is if you cheat me the way I am raise is the way I treat you for I will never back down from a good classic fight" I proudly recited he turn towards me with glaring eyes "I will fight you you dumb bitch how there ......my father" , "your father what!" I cut him off. "I already knew it was your brother giving you those words and rhythm you spoke with was the same way your sister spoke when she was giving her speech for the last party I was invited to". I looked over to see his mouth open like I have beaten him in chess or something. how did you know were you watching me.." he cleared "nope you've just told me" I smiled . "You bitch!" he jumped from his seat and Walked backwards to view the evil genus he has faced. I slowly stood from my seat and recited my poem to him personally "sorrow lost frustration why fold up inside me trying to view how you are but laying me in agony while I cry myslef to sleep don't there face towards me as a pet of a daydream when you have leave in here to weep a shoulder a pillow words slips from the conner of my mouth but nothing comes out"
Just shut up shut up he bellowed but nothing slips out hickory dickory clickory docks look out sir Edward for you have ran out of luck.
I let him have it till the last step reciting my poem and giving a pice of advise every time as we near the edge. the look of nervous sweat was everywhere and now I've gotten everyone to watch the nervous breakdown that I have created my little Frankenstein. "Tell these people the truth!" I ordered he looked back to see where he stood and spat "I don't know what you're talking about witch".everyone mumbled to themselves of what he said. oh really I turned on my heels and was about to walk back "really" ,"Yes you are skin as white as milk hair as brown as cellar eyes that came from pure fiction you are the devils creation himself" he roared well I should grab my broomstick and fly should I but first I need children and fool to finish my position like-" I turn swiftly back to face and he felled of the stage "you". everyone watched as his body lay there his sister Helen ran towards him in loving arms she looked at me with glaring eyes and I looked backed with no expressions but joy that was slowly creeping inside. I called frank to go home and everyone has cleared a pathway to let me through even the mistress speaker was unease at site she has witness and I do know everyone will remember this day as I walked with pride before I step in personal automobile I shouted with pride "everyone is invited to my party next weekend for it will be the companies 197th sale of Bounty Enterprise" as everyone cheered and clap for the good news I new I have made justice. I looked up to heavens and it started to rain I will make you proud father. proud I will make you.