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Big dashes of water were running down my bedroom window. I love to watch the rain.
Daddy was watching T.V. He was laughing at something funny and Mum was in the kitchen making burgers.
"Mummy, can I go play in the rain?"
"No." said Mummy. "It's nearly lunch time, go and wash your hands." I didn't want to wash my hands. I wanted to play outside.
I asked Daddy. "Daddy, can I play outside?"
Daddy said. "Didn't Mummy already say no?"
"Yes." I answered.
"Then it's no from me too. Go and wash your hands."
"I DON"T WANT TO." I yelled
"Sh, you'll wake Tom." Mum said.
I washed my hands. I turned the tap up high. Water everywhere!
Daddy shouted. "No, Samantha!" Turn off the tap!"
I turned off the tap. At the table I rocked on my chair and I spilled my juice.
Mummy and Daddy both shouted. "Samantha!"
"Whoops!" It was a big spill. It was spreading over the edge of the table and dripping onto the floor. Daddy groaned. "Samantha, go
and sit somewhere else until we clean it up!"
I stomped into my bedroom and buried my head in my pillow. Then I thought how great it would be if everyone just went away and
left me alone. I wouldn't have to be told what to do anymore. I wouldn't have a dirty little brother and I could play in the rain whenever I
liked. That would be great! I looked out my window at the twinkling drops on the glass.... little stars. I made a
wish. "I want to be left alone....I wish I was all alone." It made me feel better. Everything was going to be alright
anytime I thought I'd hear mum and dad but, nothing happened so I called out to them. "Mum, Dad..." Nothing.
"I'm ready to eat now." Still nothing.
I walked out of my bed room and down the hall, I passed Tom's room and looked inside. I peeped into his cot but he wasn't there. I thought,
how strange. Perhaps he woke up. I went into the kitchen but mummy wasn't there I looked in Daddy's seat but it
was empty. The mess on the table was almost clean, but the cloth was still there. I started to call out to my family but no-one answered. I
checked the other rooms but no one was there. I even checked outside, on the patio. Still nothing. Then I realized that what I wished for
must have worked! It really worked. So I was really happy. First I went outside and played in the mud without my boots. The thick oozy stuff
squished between my toes. Then I jumped in some more. Big dark splashes went all over my overalls and no one said to stop! No one got
Then when I got bored, I came inside with muddy feet. I dirtied the carpet.
No-one said "Samantha, Naughty girl." It was great.
Then I was hungry so had some cold burger. I ate with muddy hands. Yuck it was awful! I spat it out. Dirt did not taste nice. I wasn't hungry
anymore. Not for muddy burger. I wanted biscuits. I pulled a stool over to the cupboard,
I opened the cupboard to where Mummy kept the nicest ones, up above the top shelf. They were the good girl biscuits for special times.
I leaned on the tips of my toes to reach that jar. I almost got it...Almost. But I wobbled and wobbled and fell off the chair. The jar came off
the shelf and crashed to the floor. Bits of glass and biscuit were all over the place and I was slipping on the floor because of the mud still
on my feet. I had to try very hard not to cut myself.
I got away from the bad mess but it wasn't easy. So, I couldn't play, I couldn't eat so I just sat there, miserable. A little bit away from the
yucky mess I made. I didn't know what to do and worst of all I felt like crying.
I was wishing right then that I could hear Mum and Dad's voice. I was also wishing for the mess to go away. I was also promising that I
would try to do the right thing when they told me to do something. I didn't want to end up in the same mess forever. I would think twice before
making a wish that goes wrong.
I missed my family. They help me to do things. So I wished them all back. I was ready to listen, I was ready to try.
As soon as I said that it was like I never went outside at all. My clothes were clean, the jar was not broken and the burgers were still hot and
Tom was still asleep!
Daddy smiled at me. "That's better Samantha. After lunch we can go and play in the puddles. You, mummy and me...But you have to help
clean up first, what do you say?"
I was about to say. No, that I didn't want to clean up after lunch. Then I remembered the promise I made and I smiled.
"Sure Dad, sounds fun."
Mum added. "Well, you have to wear your boots o.k?"
I smiled. "Yes! I know." I remembered the mess I'd made without them.
"Good then." Dad said.
I took a bite of my yummy no mud burger.
"This is really nice Mum." I said.
"Thanks Samantha." Mummy answered.
I looked around the table. I was so glad that I was able to wish them back.
I'm little and I don't know why I can't always do what I want to do, but Mummy and Daddy know. They are there to help me and that is
fine by me. So...I must be careful what I wish for. I think I'm quite lucky the way things are.
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