The warm pulse of the sun's rays bled onto my dark room. Light spilled in from the windows casting an array of heat into my dreary eyes. I fluttered awake, slowly adjusting to the morning light as I stepped from my bed. I walked towards the door in a haze of sleepiness. Suddenly my sister jumped in front of me.
My Kind Sister:
"Hey Maggie, what are you doing," I said.
"Oh, nothing, I just came up to ask if you wanted breakfast and lunch in bed."
Immediately I became interested in what she was talking about.
"Lunch in bed?"
"Yeah, and breakfast."
"Really?"
"Of course!"
I grinned and slowly meandered back to my bed. I slid my legs under the sheets and found a cozy spot to nap in. My mind went drifting off to what I was having. Eggs? Pancakes? Crepes? Sausages? Maybe all of them. Great. Maybe even some bacon. I wish she did this every day. Maybe my sister isn't so bad after all. Well today she definitely is in a good mood. I then heard the faintest footsteps approaching from the hallway. I smiled as Maggie entered. She held a tray of the finest looking pancakes in the world. They were coated in rich maple syrup and just the aroma of them made my giddy. She handed me the plate wished me good eating and left. Each bite felt better than the last, but soon the pancakes were gone and so was their delicious toping of maple syrup. She came back up to retrieve the plate and then headed back down the stairs to cook lunch. I looked over at my bedside clock. It read 11:00, so there was only another hour and half till lunch. My full belly helped in the act of putting me to sleep and soon I was awoken by a voice whispering my name.
"Eddie... Eddie... Eddie"
My body naturally groaned but as soon as my brain was turned on I was wide eyed and awake.
Maggie was holding another plate, this time consisting of crackers, cheese, hummus, carrot sticks, peppers, and salad.
"Here,"she said, handing me the food.
It didn't last long, and it was delicious.
I wonder what's for dinner?
I like the way you ended. I wish my sister did that for me. :)
ReplyDeleteOh my gosh yes! My brother would never do that for me and my half sisters are on the other side of the country! I liked the whole poem! especially how you included dialog!
ReplyDeleteThe opening paragraph gives such a vivid view of the setting and the story is so sweet. Nicely written.
ReplyDeleteMade me smile from start to finish. The description, dialog and internal comments make this a very strong piece. Loved the last line!
ReplyDeleteThis was a well-written and kindhearted story. I liked how you described the food and now I am hungry. Is your sister normally mean to you? Something tells me that she isn't normally like that.
ReplyDeleteNo she's not normally mean she's just normally not AS nice as this.
DeleteI loved the opening sentence, it set the scene so nicely
ReplyDeleteThe beginning paragraph is amazing. How old is your sister?
ReplyDeleteShe is turning nine in April.
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