It all started one Tuesday morning in April...
I woke up to find my mom and dad sitting on my bedtalking in hushed voices. They saw I had woken up and mymom said, "Good morning sweetie! I'm afraid you won't begoing to school today." "Why?" I asked. "Because," my dad said
"you have a very high fever." That's when I noticed the lilies.My favorite lilies had wilted and the leaves were falling off. Igasped and started to cry. "What's wrong?" My dad asked."Look." I sobbed and pointed to the lilies. "Oh..." he said. "Iguess you forgot to water them."No!" I cried. I did it last night!"Later when I was feeling better and the fever wasgone, I went up to my room and saw that the lilies were allbetter and the petals were white and the leaves were abeautiful green. Weird,I thought...
"Mom!" I called.She came up the stairs and I showed her
the flowers. "What happened?" I asked."Maybe your father got
you new ones" she said. "Maybe," I said, but that's not what I thought...
Violet Robertson
6th Grade
Kimberton Waldorf School
Pennsylvania
Great short, short story, Violet! Keep up the cool mystery writing!