Amanda+C

Amanda's short story

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Amanda Ciemniecki Unknown Title “Uncle David!” I screamed while running outside to hug him. He lifted me up with his long arms and threw me in the air and caught me. My cute blonde curls bounced in the air. The smile on my face is priceless. “Wow! This car is so cool!” Jessica screams. Jessica was the typical older sister. In charge of everything and likes it that way too. She matched Amanda’s curls except had brown hair instead. “Looks like my Barbie car!” Amanda joined it. “I wanna sit in the front seat!” “Your too little.” Jessica obnoxiously said. “Nuh uh! Your only one year older!” “Well first graders are aloud to sit in the front!” “Wow wow wow. Neither of you cuties are going to sit in the front seat. Wouldn’t want to mess up your beautiful faces, now would we?” Mom calmly said. “You ready to go out and party girls!” Uncle David hooted. He was oblivious to the worried look on Moms face. Uncle David didn’t have the best record. He is just so corky. Suddenly I remembered the time at my Grandma’s house last year. Her and my Mom left me and my sister with him. I guess he thought that it would be a good idea to grab my Grandma’s bright blue exercise mats and sled down the stairs. I could remember watching him and Jessica sledding down with so much happiness. I, of course, was too scared to try it. But, before I could even start saying “No!” he grabbed me and threw me on the mat with him. I had never gone so fast in my entire life. I started shaking franticly as we bounced up and down. But he held me tighter helping me realize everything would be okay. Not much later my Grandma walks through the door. I have never seen her look that scared in her life.. But my Uncle just smiled and said “Hey you guys home so soon!” My Grandma couldn’t help but laugh. I guess its hard for anyone NOT to smile when he is around. So, we hopped in the car. Before we left the driveway he pulls down the roof of the car. “Alright girls, let me just pull down the roof and drive! We are going to go get some ice cream. Please don’t drop it in the car, it’s a rental!” My brain drew a blank as I thought of the time we went to Thomas Sweets last summer. My cousins and I sang the Ice cream song all the way down. “I scream. You scream. We all scream for cookies and cream .” It was all a tradition for me and my cousins to get cookies and cream ice cream at Thomas Sweets. We ask my uncle and go and sit down on the colorful seats outside. As he comes back I could see the huge bowl of delicious ice cream. Instead of the typical ice cream, he comes back with a huge bowl of whipped cream with cookies in it. Only a bizarre Uncle like him could pull a stupid move like that. “Wow cool!” Jessica shouted as she stuck her tongue out and screamed. “I love this car!” I for one didn’t. The wind made me tear up and my hair blew all over the place. I could barely hear Jessica talking. But looking at Jessica I knew that you were supposed to have fun so I did the best fake laugh I could. If Jessica laughed that means that it must be funny. She was the coolest person I knew. We started to pass an Exxon on our way to our favorite ice cream store Confectsualy Yours. “Sorry girls. We are almost there. I just need a quick car wash. Anyways, they are fun. Right?!” “Yeah!” Jessica replied. He put the roof back on and we all waited anxiously for our turn. Jessica and I always play this game inside of the car wash. After every brush that would clean us, we would pretend that we were the car and getting hurt by the brushes. About half way through of getting “tumbled” by the car brushes my Uncle curiously said, “I wonder what would happen if…?” “AHH!” I screamed as blue soap poured everywhere! I look up at the sun roof only to find that it’s the brush wiping the inside of the car making the sun roof impossible to close. Tears rolled down my face as I screamed, “Make it stop!” Suds were up to my knees and my clothes were drenched from head to toe. I saw the outside and thought to myself, “Yes only a couple more feet!” “DUCK!” My uncle shouted, thinking this whole thing was hilarious. The last part of the car wash is always the worst… the shine. Before I could think the nightmare was over. My hair was hard and my body was wet. He opens up the door and the soap spilled out.