Missed+Clock

Sammy Silseth 11/16/09   Missed the clock ¾ B      I pulled into the driveway; it was as dark as rod iron outside. I rang the doorbell not knowing what lay beyond it. Then suddenly I am being chased by Keisha, a very large German Sheppard. I jog, and then run, not as quick in the snow, now I’m sprinting towards the house. I must get inside there! Minkis thought. A skip, jump and a leap later I was in. I ran towards Wilifred. I was screaming “I’m so excited!” “What will we do tonight?” Minkis said. “Will we,” I was interrupted by Keisha jumping on my back. Ouch, as the floor hit me with a thud. I felt like an icicle falling to the ground, then shattered. “Oh dear, Minkis! I’m sorry! Let me take your things. We will go in the hot tub tonight, if that is what you were asking.” said Wilifred. “Yes that’s my favorite part!” Minkis said. We turned the corner, and the couches were turned, the rows of colors seemed never ending. A red, blue, green, and purple mask leaded it like a marching band, with 2 green Sippy cups nearby to drink the sparkling Guatemalan juice. Later, Wilifred and Minkis would go in the hot tub. The hot air rose and it was like seeing your breath in cold weather. All of a sudden we looked at the clock and it was 11:30! They got out, dried off, changed, and then ran downstairs to turn on the television. But one question haunted us. Where is the remote? “Is it in your room?” Minkis hollered. “It was on top of the refrigerator.” 11:50 now and we couldn’t turn on the TV. “Wrong remote!” Wilifred yelled. “Quick, look under the blanket!” She said, “Yes, ok on button and there!” “What poppers should we pop?” Minkis questioned “Just go as you want!” Wilifred managed to say quickly. “Which mask?” “I call the blue one!” Said Minkis. “Oh this one” Wilifred said as she grabbed the yellow mask. 1 minute until midnight, almost the New Year, and they were totally prepared. Then we grabbed the poppers and “Five, Four, Three, Two, One. HAPPY NEWYEAR!” Then all you saw for the next ten seconds was little puffs of rainbow paper dance through the air and fall. Then Wilifred says “oh! There are more upstairs!” they made a huge pile of confetti, and laughed so hard they couldn’t breathe. The smoke that came off smelt like burnt crab. “A toast to the new year” Minkis composes. “For the good the bad, and the ugly.” Wilifred added. Sip sip sip. “This juice tastes sort of funny. Like real wine.” Wilifred said. “Your right, like lemon juice with a sour grape.” Minkis agreed. They were laughing their eyes out, then a few jokes they wouldn’t remember a year later they went to sleep. That was Minkis and Wilifreds’ New Year spectacular.