W-Hey Charlie.
M- Hi, it's good to see you.
W- Did I come in time?
M- I think so, we'll have to hurry though.
W- Okay.
M- Dad's having a hard time, after all, she's been sick for weeks.
W- I should've come earlier.
M- It's okay, you didn't know.
W- She never told me she was That sick. Always said it was a cold.
M- We're just glad you're here now, you did seem to be her favorite twin.
W- Ha ha. She loves both of us.
M- Sure.
W- Where's the car?
M- Down this way. It should only take a few minutes to get home.
W- Just like old times.
M- Of course.
W- So do you like living out here?
M- I do. It's been really good, especially being near mom and dad.
W- I bet.
M- And how's the big city?
W- Big, but I enjoy it.
M- Cool, cool.
W- Who's out on the porch, there?
M- Oh that's dad. You really haven't been home for a while.
W- No, I haven't. I'm going to get out here and say hi.
W- Hi dad.
D(dad)- You're too late. She's gone..
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Hermione,
ReplyDeleteThat is the saddest thing ever! You did a great job at painting a picture in my mind so that it made it feel real! Great job!
I thought you did a great job! I liked how realistic it sounded!
ReplyDeleteDear Miss Granger,
ReplyDeleteFirst of all--lovely blog. It is a sophisticated design that suits your name and your writing style. Secondly, I enjoyed this piece, though it was quite somber. My only wishes are that your piece was longer, I feel that if there were more lines the dialogue would have given you more space to develop the dire situation. I look forward to seeing more of your work!
Sincerely,
Genevive Louise Noette