Here's another story!!!

MARY, THE GENIUS
By Margie Jiang

Once there was a girl, a beautiful girl, whose name was…Mary. Now, we’re not talking about the “Mary had a little lamb” story. This one is different because this story is about a girl in Washington, whose genius changed everything …
“Whoa! Slow down Mary!” Mary was a ten year old girl. She was bounding through the snow, making a blur to her dad. Snowflakes were falling. Mary caught little snowflakes on her tongue, while she ran and bounced. After a while, she stopped and rested under a large tree. Finally, Mary’s father came running toward her. He looked out of breath-and he was. “Next time, run slower. I know you are excited, but run slower,” he choked. ”Aw dad, you need to exercise. Besides, this is my first time seeing snow. Don’t you want me to enjoy what I see?” Mary asked, in her sweetest voice as she lay on the fluffy, white snow. “Well, next time, you stay by my side, OK?” said Mary’s dad, still panting. “Well… ok. Anyways, what’s in your hands pa?” asked Mary. The truth was that Mary’s dad was a hunter, but he never told Mary, for she loved animals. Now, Mary had never seen a REAL animal. Her dad brought her toy animals, which Mary thought was real. Mary’s dad looked in his hands. He knew that he had been caught. The only thing to do was to lie. Mary’s dad didn’t like lying so much. Whenever he lied, his nose twitched. Mary thought that the “nose twitching part” was weird. Anyway, as he held the dead snowshoe hare, Mary ran over to him. She held her nose in disgust. “Daddy, what is this? It doesn’t seem like an animal!” Mary complained. Uh! Mary’s dad couldn’t stand lying to his daughter! “Mary, uh- this- um- what- I’m- saying- is- um- sorry! This is a real animal! It is a snowshoe hare!!!” Mary’s dad blurted out. “What? This can’t be! How ridiculous! Daddy! Why did you kill it?! I can’t believe that it’s a real animal!” Mary said, confused. “I had to kill it for us to survive!” Mary’s dad answered. Mary burst into tears. She put her head on the snowshoe hare. Mary’s dad looked at the scene. Oh, why had he told Mary that the snowshoe hare was a real animal? Still, he felt relieved. Holding that comment in his mind didn’t feel so comfortable. Mary’s dad was still thinking about the comment when he and Mary were walking home after their exhausting adventure. Finally, they got home. Mary decided that she would go to the White House tomorrow, and make a speech. It’s just not right to kill animals. What if someone killed HER? That would be the same thing as killing animals! Someone’s got to do SOMETHING! It has to be someone brave enough to speak up, someone sturdy enough to get the people agree, and it has to be someone strong enough to avoid the look on the people’s faces. Mary was that person. She was brave. She was sturdy. She was strong. She was ready! That night, Mary couldn’t sleep. Why? She was thinking about what to say in the White House! It wasn’t as easy as Mary thought. She would have to prove that she was a genius. The next morning, Mary was excited. She jumped around the house like she was riding a horse that was out of control. “Whoa! What’s gotten into you today?” asked Mary’s dad. Of course, Mary hadn’t told him- not yet, but she will right now! “Daddy, I was wondering if I could make a speech at the White House.” Mary said. Once he heard this, Mary’s dad made no sound. “You could watch me.” pleaded Mary. “All right,” Mary’s dad said. YYYIIIPPPEEE!!! Mary’s heart gave a little jump.
At 1:00 pm, Mary went to the White House. She signed up on the “Who Wants to Give a Speech?” list. About one hour later, Mary found herself on the stage. She started speaking. “I think that we shouldn’t kill animals,” she began. The crowd was amazed that such a young, little girl was speaking to the president! “What if someone killed me? That is like killing animals! You’ve got to think about other things too. To me, I think that animals are treasures, great treasures, and precious treasures. They won’t last forever. Besides, they have given up their lives for ours! Now we have to thank them, but if you kill them, would that be a thank you? Did those animals even bother you? They might like you, and run around you, but if you kill them, why have they liked you in the first time? Think about it. Animals are disappearing from all over the world, and we’ve got to save them. If all animals are gone, what would we do? I hope you understand the lives of the animals,” Mary said, as a tear dropping from her eye. Everyone clapped after her speech. Mary was glad and proud. Everybody agreed! The president made a speech. He said that he agreed with Mary too. There should be no such thing as killing animals for two years. After a month, a law had been made. NO KILLING ANIMALS FOR TWO YEARS!!! it read. Mary was relieved. Having to see animals pass away is sickening. So, that’s the story of Mary, the genius of Washington. [Of course, that story was fiction.]
THE END!

STORIES!!!

I, Margie Jiang, have created many short stories throughout my life since I was about six or seven. Here is my latest story... it might need improvments, so please comment!!! The story:

Monster Mom

By: Margie Jiang


“Are you nervous, Louanne? Louanne? Answer me please. LOUANNE KEEN!!!” I snapped out of my daydream. “What? What were you asking me?” My father sighed. I could tell he was annoyed. “Louanne, I didn’t mean to raise my voice too loud, but you know I don’t like to repeat myself again and again. I asked you if you were nervous about meeting someone you don’t know.” “Oh, then here is my answer…” I paused for a moment. “Yes, yes I am nervous,” I finished as I looked at the dark night sky. My mom had died and my father was planning to marry another woman he liked that I didn’t know. Today was the day I would get to see her and visit her house in my dad’s new blue convertible. My father had already been driving 6 hours to get to Rainbow City, Mist Island where the woman lived. He had only stopped from driving 4 times… eating food, buying stuff, drinking, and getting me a little stuffed doggie I wanted. “My father must be tired,” I thought as I hurried back to wondering about my new mom. I wonder what she was like. Would she like me? I began thinking of other questions when SCREECH!!! The car halted to a stop. Finally we were there. I dragged my nervous little feet out the door. Around me were colorful and cheerful little houses with the sunlight on them, making them sparkle. I glanced around, seeing more beautiful sights. My dad pointed to a beat-up old house across the street with the house number, 3248. It was on Creepy Avenue, the only spooky place on the island. That was the only house that wasn’t so cheerful. In fact, it was gloomy and it didn’t have any sunlight which made it look frightening. “That’s the one,” he said. I gulped. That house was scary enough to make me puke! The windows were shattered and the door had a vampire face on it. The doorknob was shaped like a teeth and it was red, like blood! “Are you sure that’s the one?” I asked my dad. There had to be a mistake, but I was wrong. “Yes, honey. The house looks torn and scary, but I called a carpenter and asked him to come fix the house. He will be here in no time!” my father said cheerfully. I couldn’t understand what was so nice and happy. Feeling the goosebumps on my arms, I followed my dad to the house. My dad knocked on the vampire face. I screamed as a black cat came out of the door. Black cats were supposed to bring you bad luck!!! What else could happen? I got my answer as a young lady opened the door. She smiled and held out her hand to shake. I smiled back. My father was right. She was very polite and nice. I leaned a little closer to shake her hand when I noticed a big red mark on her teeth. Could it be blood? I shivered. The lady grinned and said in a spooky tone, “Nice to meet you, Louanne. Your handsome father told me all about you. I’m Ms. Vampie, your future mother.” I backed up a little. Her name sounded like Ms. Vampire. Maybe she was a vampire!!! “Could it be?” I asked myself. What about the blood? How about the dark house, and the shattered windows? I had heard that vampires love to live in the dark. The house was all black and dark with only one faded little red lantern. Ms. Vampie led us into her home. I gulped. This was my worst nightmare. It had to be a dream. “Wake up, Louanne! Wake up!” I said to myself. “Um, may I ask, why are you slapping yourself?” A voice asked. I opened my eyes again and expected to see my bright and cheerful room with my dad at the door, but instead, I saw a face right in front of me, blinking. It was Ms. Vampie! “Ah!!!” I cried. “I want to go home!!!” “Now, now, you haven’t seen the rest of my house yet,” Ms. Vampie said, backing up from my face. She help up the red lantern and began walking again. My father followed her and beamed. "Isn't she gorgeous?" he asked. "Uh... yeah, sure. Very gorgeous," I replied. My dad smiled and said, "I knew you would like her. She is beautiful!!!" I groaned. He was love sick!!! I thought I saw hearts in his eyes. Ew! I stopped and tried to tiptoe quietly so I could escape. The black cat stared at me. I whispered," Hey cat, promise you won't tell Ms. Vampie that I escaped. Promise?" The cat meowed. "I'll take that as a yes, promise. Good cat, "I praised. "Now I have to hurry out of here!!! As sly as a ninja, I crwled on the floor to the door so Ms. Vampie and my dad wouldn't see me. Suddenly, the cat meowed loudly. I covered my ears. The echo's bounced off the wall. Ouch. My ears hurt. 5 seconds later, I heard footsteps. "Uh, oh," I thought. It probably was Ms Vampie!!! I covered my eyes so I wouldn't see my self die. "Louanne!!! Bad girl!" A voice said. "You know better than running off!" I slowly opened my eyes. In front of me was my dad. I sighed a sigh of relief. Then I said, "I'm sorry daddy. I won't wander around anymore." There. I said sorry. I paused. "Where's Ms. Vampie?" I asked. "In the kitchen. She is making a nice, refreshing drink for us. Hurry if you want some," replied my dad. "Follow me or else you won't get any drinks." "I'll pass. I don't feel very well. Maybe because... uh...I am... full," I said hoarsely. "You DO look a little pale," said my dad calmly. "Come on. I'll show you the bedrooms and then you can rest a bit while I go get something to drink." I had no choice but to go with my dad. I sighed. At least my dad could protect me from being eaten by my future mom, the vampire. As we were walking, I remembered I was in a spooky house. I gulped. Thinking about that made me shiver. I leaned towards my father’s ear and whispered, “Can we go home now? I’m scared. We already saw most of her house. This is enough for me.” My dad looked at me. His face against the red lantern looked like he drank blood. He whispered back, “No! You didn't even rest yet. It is indeed very bad to leave a person’s house without appreciating what she has in store for you! You should even be happy that she actually is showing you her wonderful house! I know it’s scary, but the carpenter will fix everything!!!” I rolled my eyes. I wasn’t appreciating anything. Soon, we were done touring her home. As I pulled my dad away before he said goodbye, I noticed that his teeth were red too!!! “D-d-daddy, why are your teeth red?” I asked. “Oh, about that. Remember when I said that I was going to get a drink from Ms. Vampie? The drink was fruit punch. It was satisfying- and delicous for the first time ever!!! I also ate a chicken wing and some sour worms. Those weren't as good as the fruit punch though." I winced. My dad was so different. He usually hated fruit punch! Even if he tried to drink it he would still throw up. He also hated anything that was sour. So, why now? Another type of food he had always hated were animals. Chicken wings belonged to animals. He should be complaining about the chicken right now!!! Something was wrong, and I needed to find out, or else my father and I could be in great danger!!! Well, mostly I. What was next? Him, eating flies? Or-or-or, him ea…ea…eating m-m-me?! I planned to find out what was wrong… in the morning. Vampires sleep in the morning, so I would sneak out my house, ask my best friend’s dad to drive me to Creepy Avenue, go into Ms. Vampie’s house, and find out what Ms. Vampie (or should I call her Ms. Vampire) had done to my father. I loved him just too much. I already lost my mom. Losing my dad too would be worse, and being stuck with a vampire is so not going to happen! I wouldn’t want to die just like every other member in the family. I’d rather eat the foods I absolutely hated- Zucchini and oysters. Yuck. Very gross, but really, I’d rather do that. I had to be careful when I’m sneaking in Ms. Vampie’s house- or else… or else…I could become her next dinner!!!




TO BE CONTINUED… Monster Mom!!!
The Monster Series, M&M Sisters Books Com., Union City, CA 2008
Continued in 2009…MONSTER
OTHER BOOKS IN THE MONSTER SERIES:

MONSTER TEACHER
MONSTAR PRINCIPAL
MONSTER BABYSITTER
MONSTER COACH…STAY TUNED FOR SOME MONSTER FUN!!!

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