My Funky Life

I love Christmases. It’s my favorite festival.
It’s because Christmas is the only festival where we get to receive gifts of our own choice,
and surprises under the Christmas tree at the church.
Wearing red and green clothes,
Getting a Christmas tree,
Decorating it with precious colored ornaments,
Seeing your garden filled up
With snow, half a foot,
Making snow mans and playing
Snow ball-fight with friends.
It’s almost like having a sleepover
With your best friends.
Excepts it’s not always Christmas.
And there’s no snow.
And we’re not playing with snowballs.
And there’s no Christmas tree.
Come to think of it, it’s nothing like a sleepover.
But I love Christmases more than anything
Else in this whole wide world,
And I don’t really know why I love it so much.
Maybe, because it’s the only festival where
You really get gifts of your own choice,
Honest.
Other than that, Thanksgiving gifts are pretty much boring because all you get is these wooly sweaters and jumpers and more of those boring clothes from you aunt or aunties,
but you have to thank them, because It’s rude if you tell them what you actually think about those gifts.
Poor me, because I’m really bad at pulling out fake smiles.
Last year, on Thanksgiving, mom threw this huge family party and invited all our relatives from far and near, without even asking me, because my friends and I had planned
A party at one of my friend’s house,
So while my friends were having
A total blast at their home, I was
Stuck with my relatives , and the boring gifts that I
Got from them, Urgh.
Coming to Halloween, it’s kind of fun too.
Wearing these weird costumes and painting your face all wacky, and, you’re parents can’t be mad at you for doing that.
Also, knocking door to door and yelling trick or treat is fun.
But you don’t ever get proper gifts, it’s just those chewy chocolates and gummy toffees.
Coming to why Christmas is my favorite,
Decorating the Christmas tree is so cool, but I have to share it with my younger sister, Holly.
Holly is healthy and chubby and she has got straight brown long hair,
even a bit longer than mine.

But she’s always got them done in two pony tails.
Holly is six years younger than me but everyone in the family adore her like she’s three just because she’s got these chubby cheeks
and this permanent Barbie doll smile on her face, and this little baby pitchy voice that she speaks in.
But don’t you fall for her cuteness; she’s a total freak and annoying little creep.
Last year, when we were decorating the Christmas tree on Christmas eve,
Helen made too much of fuss deciding which color ornaments she wants to have on the top. She also has this stupidiotic habit of thinking that if she selects the some other color over this one,
she might hurt the feelings of the other color,
so she took almost half an hour to decide weather if she should select red or green to be on the very top,
which, in her world she calls “the mayor ornament of all”, and she says that she judges the behavior of all the ornaments all year, so that she can easily decide who should be the “the mayor ornament of all” on Christmas eve. She says that it’s very hard to hurt one colors feelings so she has to be very accurate.
So it’s just like they say, being the only child is the best thing ever.
Come to think of it, The santa is cool too.
He lets you make lists and lists and lists of stuff that you want,
and makes sure that he gets everything in the list, except I know that he isn’t really santa.
It’s just Dad.
I know that. When I was five

I thought that santa really comes
at our home at the eve of the day before Christmas,
and keeps our surprise and listed gifts under the Christmas tree.
But then came this day when I heard dad whispering to mom
that tell Shaylee and Holly to start making up their lists
so that I can go and collects all those items from the mart.
He also said that he had to leave extra early for buying our Christmas gifts
because finding all of that wacky (or weird)
stuff that we had added in our lists wasn’t such an easy task to do.
Oh yeah. And that, Shaylee. That’s me.
My Mom says that I was given this name because Shaylee means `Fairy princess of the field `,
even though I think that she’s just telling lies
because I’m not really into fairy tale girly stuff stories and
the name actually means a wacky weirdo girl who hates school and has short brown swirls.
Well that would actually describe the real me.
Well,
There’s only 3 weeks left in my most favorite festival of all, Christmas! Yay!
I love Christmases. It’s my favorite fest - am I not done with this already?
Yes I am. Anyways, today is 4th of December,
and I’m really excited about Christmas being only 3 weeks away.
I even talked about it at school. Oh yeah. Coming to the most boring thing on earth.
School! I hate school.
I study in The Spotty Prose Academy School which almost sounds like snotty nose.
Not that I’ve made it up by myself or anything, I’ve heard boys at from the eights saying it sometimes,
when they’re like, you know, making fun of the school.
Not that I feel bad about it or anything. I hate this school.
Not just this school, all the schools. I just hate school.
I don’t see why Holly doesn’t have to go to a school like this,
her school is all cute with small class rooms and these flower paintings everywhere
and it almost looks as pretty as a doll house, but I remember,
even when I was small, I didn’t go to any schools like that, so poof.
But I just can’t figure out why this school sucks so much.
First of all, this school looks like it’s been made by some
caveman ages and ages and ages ago. It has lots and lots and lots of long brown staircases
and some of them are choking at the color, showing the little beige color from the inside.
Also, each time you step on them, it makes some totally weird noise that I can’t describe in words… I mean, it’s like, “Claakch!”. It’s almost like you’ve placed a packet full of Doritos under in there.
It also has lots and lots and lots of class rooms, and mine is 6-M, and it’s on the ground floor.
Today, at school, we were learning about some boring Cavemen
and how they survived by sleeping on rock suppies and just by eating leaves and earth worms.
It was so gross thought I was gonna throw up. Finally that period ended and the recess bell rang. We all went out for lunch.
Two of my best friends, Evlynn and Megan ran to the canteen before the line got too long
whereas I just sat in the cafeteria and waited for them to be back. I never eat from the canteen.
Mom says that all the stuff is almost as gross as the stuff thrown away in the garbage bin,
all though I think she’s just exaggerating that I don’t eat from the canteen, but I myself don’t eat from the canteen anyway. What I’ve seen by myself is:-
1. The canteen guy scratching his head again and again while filling those small cups with corns, using his bare hands.
2. The lunch lady wiping the sweat out of her forehead all the time while she’s placing the salad leaves in our burgers (PS: she doesn’t bother wearing a hair net)
3. When they’ve done the cooking, they leave the food all by itself, I mean with no cover or anything, so it’s almost like you’re inviting a bug or fly on lunch.
4. The boys don’t bother standing in their own line, so you just keep falling off from where ever you’re standing.
So you see why I can’t bare this school?
What? Don’t make faces.
Anyways,
When Megan and Evlynn returned from the canteen
(their hands practically boiling with corn cups and guava juice and vegetable sandwiches) they sat on table no. 4 with me and then we started chatting.
Megan’s full name is Megan Derek Floyd and she’s from Mexico.
I don’t see why she’s came all the way from a wonderful place like Mexico to this creepy old yucky school.
Megan’s says that her Dad owns this amusement park called The Derek Floyd Amusement Funland.
That’s so cool. Megan also says that her Mom works in this hair dying salon called Rose De La Rosa hair dying and spa.
Megan these fake glasses (or wayferers) of Ray Ban with move frame,
and she also wears lots and lots of nail polish,
all funky colors and has fair curls,
all shaggy and curly, and her hair grows upwards instead of down.
That’s another cool thing about Megan.
Evlynn’s full name is Evlynn Bennet Blynn and she’s from France, Paris. I still didn’t see why she came all the way from Paris to study in this yucky old school. She could’ve just stayed there,
and eat French toast everyday and
having French manicures everyday and settling her hair into French braids everyday. What?
Listen I don’t know much about France, so stop making faces and there!
Evlynn says that her Dad is a chef in this restaurant called
Bennet Blynn’s Chinese and fast foods.
Well that was good too, but not as cool as owning a very own amusement park.
I didn’t say it to her face though.
You know, you can like go there every weekend for free.
But it’s also good having free Chinese and fast food,
I suppose.
Evlynn also says that her mom is a housewife.
Well that’s what my mom is, so I cant call it un-cool , I suppose.
Evlynn herself has got black long hair
which she always has tied into a side French braid
and wears glasses, (real ones that she needs for studies,
not like Megan’s)
“You know what, Shaylee?”, said Megan.
I just raised both my eyebrows high as I had a mouth full of some
homemade peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
“We’re having a back to school party.
It was supposed to take place on September 4,
just after the first day of school, but it got cancelled due to Mrs. Tyler’s bad health.
And then we got busy with monthly test, so it’s taking place now,
umm, day after tomorrow, on Friday, 5th December.”, said Evlynn. She sure does go deeply into information a lot.
“Oh cool”, I said , almost finishing my bite of the sandwich and taking a sip out of my orange juice from my thermos.
“These parties are seriously cool, you know, with wacky music and you can wear all your cool clothes too”, said Megan.
“I’m gonna make sure I get my camera”, I said.
“But with all due respect, following the rules of school, weather if it’s a party or not, cameras are not allowed”, said Evlynn.
“Oh come on, you, Evlynn. I myself will make sure that I get my iPhone, and my very own camera, too”
, said Megan. Evlynn didn’t say anything,
but she just lowered her eyes. Soon the end-of-break bell rang and we returned to our class.
When we returned to our classes, Mrs. De La Rosa,
our French teacher was writing the syllabus of the French test that she was going to take tomorrow. Mrs. De La Rosa looks like she’s in late thirties, and she’s really fair with pink rosey cheeks and she wears red lipstick , her hair finely done in a sponge bun, not even letting a tiny bit of hair out of it.
“Ugh!” me and Megan said, not so softly,
while putting the remains of our lunch into our backpacks.
Evlynn didn’t say anything and started noting down the topics in her French lesson diary.
“Why does there have to be a test after we finish every chapter, Mrs.Dellllaaaa”,
said Megan, turning her head all lopsided.
I snorted with laughter. Then Mrs. De La Rosa turned around, and gave me this poker face stare, so I stopped laughing.
“Megan, these tests are taken for testing your knowledge on how much you’ve learnt so for,
and about weather if you’re concepts are clear or not”, said Mrs. De La Rosa.
“Also, I don’t make up the syllabus or set the test dates, your principal, Mrs. Tyler does”,
she continued. Megan stuck her tongue out as soon as Mrs. De La Rosa turned to the board again.
I tried hard not to laugh.
“Here, Mrs. De La Rosa, kindly sign my syllabus”, said Evlynn.
It’s very clear why she loves French, it’s because she’s from France,
so don’t you start thinking that she’s some overly good or smart student or something.
Mrs. De La Rose signed Evlynn’s French lesson diary,
and then Megan’s and then mine and then the rest of the class.
In Mrs. De La Rosa’s second period,
we studied about French synonyms and me
and Megan just scratched our heads
and we’d just some up with saying something stupid whenever Mrs. De La Rosa picked us
and then we’d laugh together under the table.
Evlynn waved her hand higher and higher on every question,
like she was drowning in the sea,
and asking for help.
Soon the bell rang and me and Megan thanked god and Evlynn kept her French book in her bag with a sigh.
Me and Megan sighed too. Sigh of relief!
Then came the period of English. I love English. We don’t have to scratch our heads or think too much or say silly stuff when we get picked by the teacher.
Ms. Stefanie nipped in as soon as the bell rang and Mrs. De La Rosa left.
Ms. Stefanie looks all young,
like she’s in her early twenties and she’s fair and she’s got blonde loose curls.
She usually wears jeans skirts and girly tops with a short jeans jacket.
“’Morning students”, said Ms. Stefanie. “Morning Ms. Stefanie”,
we all said. “Today we’re going to read a book. It’s called the Waltzing Matilda”,
said Ms. Stefanie. “Weird name”, said the most of us.
The Waltzing Matilda was about a guy called Alga
who lives in a jungle and he keeps singing this song about
a river called Waltzing Matilda and then there comes a day when he finds
a sheep in his way and then he chops her off and then he eats her right off.
After some time there came a farmer and asked Alga about the sheep.
He said that that sheep had escaped from his farm and that he need her really badly.
Then Alga jumps into the river called Waltzing Matilda with himself yelling that I ate her so catch me if you can.
After years, still,
it was heard that Alga still sings the song of the song of Waltzing Matilda ,
even though he’s dead under there in
that river called the Waltzing Matilda.
After we finished the story, Ms. Stefanie
Said that she was gonna divide us into two groups
And we had to prepare a role play
Over the story of Waltzing Matilda
And then she would marks us out of 15.
There were total twenty students in our class,
So our group had ten people.
There were these three girls named Tessa,
Judy and Amy and these five boys called James, Wildro, William,
Tyke and Gabe, and of course , Me and Megan.
Evlynn was put in some other group by
The teacher.
I became the sheep, William became Alga,
Tyke became the farm guy, Gabe and Wildro narrated the story together,
and Megan said that she didn’t want to memorize any dialogues so she stood there,
with this bush that she was holding in her hand and became a tree.
It was fun crawling in there and making these “meeinn meeinn” sounds,
no doubt I’m awesome at pulling out animal sounds.
After we did our role play and Evlynn’s group did their, Ms. Stefanie did the marking, we got 14.5 and Evlynn’s group got 12.75, so boo yea!
Ms. Stefanie gave all the members of our group these ‘Chupa Choops’ lolly pops
and little peppermint soft mints to all the members of Evlynn’s group.
Soon the home time bell rang so we quickly packed our bags and ran to the
leaving gate and ran waited for our vans to come. Evlynn had this mad look on her face.
“Oh come on, Evlynn”, I said. “Take no notice of the marks you got.
It was just a stupid role play”,
Evlynn didn’t say anything but soon her van driver came to collect her.
“Hey, Shaylee, I can’t for the party on Friday,
it’s gonna be so much fun”,
said Megan. I nodded. Soon our van drivers came to collect us and then we went home too. As soon as I reached home,
I yelled hello to Mom, who was in the kitchen.
When I reached my room upstairs, I got a major heart attack. This is what I saw :-

Holly had written “Shaylee’s Room”
in this stupid looking un-named shape that she called heart,
and also had written “from Holly”.
I smelled it, and to make the matters worse, she had used a bluish black permanent marker. “Holly!!!!”, I yelled.
“What’s the matter, Shaylee?”, asked Mom,
coming upstairs, wiping her wet hands with a table cloth,
looking sweaty.
“This is what your awesome little daughter has done
to the only thing I loved using bluish black permanent marker!!”,
I yelled.
“Aww, what’s with the madness , Shaylee,
look how cute it looks”, said Mom.
I stared at Mom,
eyes practically popping out of my head. Holly came upstairs I gave her this hard angry look,
me all set to murder her.
“Umm actuelly I koodint giv shishy a plopel gift fo ha bethday so I thott that dish
waz awll dat I kood doo”, said Holly, making this
‘crying’ lips and batting her eyes all cryish,
trying to sound totally babyish, cute and adorable.
“Mom! I want this out of my door, by tomorrow!”,

I yelled, entering my room with sigh and shutting the door as hardly as possible.
I was bummed about Holly spoiling my door.
I wanted to punch her right in her face,
but of course I couldn’t do that.
I don’t see why Mom adores her
So much.
Okay, she’s younger than I am, but
I remember when I was eight like her,
I didn’t do such things.
One time, when Grandma was at
Our place, I drew on Mom’s room
Wall and Grandma was so mad
That she wouldn’t let me have
any Quality Streets’ chocolates,
and she gave them all to Holly.
Well I got really mad about
That too, and spilled all the honey from the honey jar
(that Mom keeps on the ground shelf in the kitchen)
On the floor. So the next time I do a
Mistake, ground me forever but
Don’t mess with my chocolate.

I was rolling on my bed, thinking what I’d wear on the party on Friday,
Mom came in with my cup which has a big “S” on it, filled with hot blackcurrant and
two slices of homemade pizza
That she’d baked.
I pulled on my grumpy face.
“Oh come on, honey. Don’t spoil all your mood. You remember , what’s special about the end of this week”, said Mom giving me a little tickle under my chin.
“Yeah. Of course I know that it’s my birthday
On Saturday”, I said.
“So, what’ve you planned or decided about it?”, said Mom.
I thought hard.
“I guess I’m going to invite Megan and Evlynn on a sleepover party”, I said. “We can have so much fun”, I said , my eyes shining and me smiling.
“That’s it little smiley face. All good.”, said Mom.
I was being bored so I listened to some songs by One Direction and
Macklemore & Ryan Lewis’, on my iPod.
After words I finished my blackcurrant and pizza two.
It was delicious.
I had a little nap after that.
When I woke up I had a good stare
At my clock. It was 7 pm.
I ran downstairs and watched some T.V
I was glad that Mom had managed to wipe off
That stupid little drawing off my room door.
At 8 I had some tuna sandwiches.
I had a good Day.

I woke up a 7:09 in the morning.
I jumped out of my bed and got dressed.
When I reached school I waved hello to Megan and Evlynn.
“Hey, I can’t wait to tell you guys something”, I said.
“And that something is?”, asked Megan.
“You guys remember my birthday, right?”, I said.
“Of course we do, it’s 6th December, oh! It’s on Saturday!”, said Evlynn.
Megan nodded too.
“Guess what. I’m inviting you guys on a sleepover party!”,
At first Megan and Evlynn just stood there,
Staring me like a jerk.
But then they started squealing and jumping up and down.
“OMG! It’s gonna be so much FUN!!!”, yelled Megan.
Evlynn smiled, big, too.
When I entered my class, I got a mini heart attack when I looked at the time table.
First period was French. OMG.
French. French!
I hadn’t studied a word out of
My French text book, and the test was like,
In 5-6 minutes.
I told Megan that I’d forgotten
All about the test.
“I didn’t forget it. But I just didn’t study anyway. No worries, dude, if it’s a F, we both are gonna fail”,
Said Megan.
Megan is so cool.
But I was still a nervous wreck,
Anyway.
As soon as the test started I started popping out my eyes and scratching my head. This is what Mrs. De La Rosa put in the test:-

Translate the following sentence:
La livre est rouge.
Well one thing that I did know
Was that “La” means the. But when
I got to translate the whole
Sentence, all I could make up was:
The liver is rough.
And it didn’t make any sense, so I already knew that it was wrong.
The test was filled up with more
Of that junk, and I’m sure that
I hadn’t done anything right.
But I was glad when the test ended,
Anyway.
The rest of the day,
Megan and Evlynn and I talked and talked and
Talked about how we were gonna
Have do much fun at my sleepover party and how we were gonna stay up until so late, 2 or even 3 at night!
We talked so much,
That Mrs. Doyle, our Maths teacher got cross with us.
When the recess bell rang we ran to the cafeteria ,
Because today Megan and Evlynn had got homemade lunch, too.
“Make sure you get your sleeping suits, pillows and sleeping bags to sprawl, some spare clothes for the morning, and of course, your tooth brushes”, I said.
“Other than all those things,
I’m going to get all my sparkling nail varnishes,
My camera, so that we can take lots and lots and lots of pictures, and my iPhone so that I can keep in touch with my Mum while I’m at yours”, said Megan.
“Yeah, great idea ‘bout the camera and the nail varnishes, Megan”, I said.
“I think I’ll get some song CDs from my Mom’s cupboard so that we can dance”, said Evlynn.
She wasn’t such a bore after all.
“That’ll be fun, Evlynn, great idea!”, I said.
After words in the English period we
Had to write a Comparative
Essay on
“My best birthday and my worst birthday.”
Speaking of the worst birthday,
It was my 9th.
Why?
Well, Mom had invited the most embarrassing part of our family,
Uncle Gus.
Uncle Gus is kind of
Famous in our family for doing
This completely embarrassing dance steps on this song called
“Ooh I’m shaking my hynie”, and he jumps up and down like a monkey,
shaking his big fat tummy all wobbly
and in such an embarrassing way that you don’t wanna look at him.
To make the matters worse,
he did that dance on my birthday, mumbling the song all by himself,
in front of all my friends.
Talking about the best birthday, It took place on my 12th,
when I got my iPod and my Canon digital camera.
After that, the home time bell rang
and I and Megan and Evlynn got very excited about the party tomorrow.
We got called in the assembly room for a little talk.
Mrs. Tyler stood up on the stage and grabbed the microphone.
“Dear students, just to make sure that none of the students are getting cell phones or cameras tomorrow, because they’re strictly not allowed”, Said Mrs. Tyler.
I and Megan gave each other the tiniest private wink.
We all ran to the home time gate after Mrs. Tyler’s little speech about the camera thing.
“To make the matters even more blazingly good,
we have two fun parties in a row! First the back to school party at school,
and the Shaylee’s birthday-sleepover party at Shaylee’s place!”,
said Megan.
“I can hardly wait, too!”, said Evlynn , smiling big.

“It’s going to be the best birthday ever,
even better than my 12th one”, I said.
After that, our drivers came to collect us all.
When I reached home I quickly changed
and took a bath
and then jumped startled in front of my wardrobe.
“Mmm..”, I mumbled to myself.
“What am I gonna wear tomorrow?”
I got really confused.
After a fair long period of time,
I decided to wear my white top with puffy net sleeves lettering:-
PARTY
IS
ON!
I thought it was the perfect one for the party tomorrow.
I plugged in my Canon camera for charging and slept.

I woke up early in the morning, took a bath and got dressed.
With my awesome top,
I wore a white and grey checks hat,
white platform sketchers with a little heel,
some long chain necklaces in my neck,
and these white half-finger elbow length gloved sleeves and jeans and I applied
some white powdery nail varnish.
I grabbed my camera and left for school at 1:23 , sharpish.
When I reached school I saw
People wearing all sorts of funky dresses and teachers decorating
The hallways all happily.
I waved Megan and Evlynn as soon as
I entered the class.
Megan was wearing this red capped sleeves top lettering:-
M’s are the coolest
Because her name is Megan and she was wearing red checked sneakers and red nail polish and jeans.
“Ooh what a cool hat, Shaylee! You look awesome!”, said Megan.
“You look wonderful, Shaylee”, said Evlynn.
Evlynn was wearing a long black frock with white flowery pattern and a black head band and black heeled shoes. She looked so pretty.
“You both look outrageous too”, I said.
We had fun at our party.
We danced to music and clicked lots and lots and lots of pictures.
But at the exact moment when we were clicking pictures, Mrs. Tyler came in to our class.
“Megan and Shaylee, I’d like to have word with you both”, she said.
We knew we were in big trouble.
“I suppose it’s not the first year of you both, studying in Spotty Prose Academy, Megan and Shaylee?”, said Mrs. Tyler.
We both shooked our heads and mumbled “no”.
“Hand me both your cameras, now”, said Mrs. Tyler.
Oh no! she was confiscating our cameras! Do you know what that means?! She’s going to return them at the end of the year!
“Please don’t do this, Mrs. Tyler!”, said Megan.
“No words”, said Mrs. Tyler.
Rest of my day went pretty lousy.
I went home and got busted by mom for getting my camera confiscated.
Holly kept singing this stupid itsy bitsy spider poem.
I thought my ears were gonna bleed.
But tomorrow was my birthday! Yay!

Mom and Dad wished me at 12, and we had this Raspberry tart that Mom had made.
The next day,
I woke up at 7 and had this special birthday breakfast of chicken corn soup with fish crackers and
Bacon sandwiches and strawberry thick juice.
I wore my black top with a giant silver flower and jeans and silver nail polish.
Megan showed up first, at 11.
Megan gifted me a beautiful
Diary with a “S” on it and a pot of pink and silver nail varnish and a movie called “The Adventure of the Field Trip”.
“Thank you!”, I said, going very pink in the face.
Evlynn showed up next. Evlynn gave me a pair of pink flower earrings and a matching necklace and a shop bought birthday card
And a big packet of Werther’s Original
Toffees.
“Thank you, Evlynn!”, I said, going even pinker.
We all trooped into my bed room
and we swapped clothes
and played trampolines on bed
and started telling jokes so funny that we fell out of the bed, laughing
and we clicked lots and lots and lots of pictures from Megan’s iPhone,
as my camera was still in Mrs. Tyler’s office drawer,
having dust for lunch and dinner.
After words we went downstairs for lunch.
Mom had made cream potato and corn salad and bacon steak.
Megan and Evlynn licked out of their plates.
After that we went out in the garden and played Frisbee with Holly’s old pink plastic plate.
After that Megan suggested that we go
upstairs and watch the movie that she’d gifted me.
We ran upstairs and I slotted the DVD in my CD player.
The movie was about a girl called Jessie
who goes on a field trip to the sea side with her friends and they were playing football in the sea when suddenly
the ball goes too far and Jessie runs to chase it.
At the exact moment, there came a big storm and flew her away to the other side of the sea.
In here, a small family of tiny elves lived.
At first the girl was thrilled and scared but soon
she made friends with those elves and loved them and never wanted to leave but soon her family rescues her and she gets to go back.
It was a good movie and all.
After that we went down for my cake and party.
My Mom baked the cake.
It had a smooth creamy chocolate coating and it was bordered
With red cherries and a white circle in the middle lettering:-

HAPPY
BIRTHDAY
SHAYLEE
And it had a light pink candle of “13” at the corner.
Megan, Holly, Evlynn and Mom

through the creamy cake.
The cake was delicious.
Mom and Dad gave me

Volume 3 of Dork Diaries and a bag of makeup and a pink photo frame and a bag filled with art supplies stuff.
I gave them a big hug.
Holly made me a drawing on an A4 sized paper , showing two girls hugging
(I didn’t get to know what it was until she told me what it was)
After that we went out
For dinner.
When we came back from dinner
It was 10.
Mom told Megan and Evlynn and I should settle down.
We went into our room but of course we didn’t settle down.
We painted or finger nails with the nail varnishes Megan had gifted me for my birthday
And we ate so many of those Werther’s Original Toffees that we all got this little toothache.
Then Evlynn became really sleepy because
She said that she slept at eight every day,
Weather if it is school night or
Not, so she said that she couldn’t open an eyeful, now that it was
11:56.
Evlynn slept at the top bunk,
Where Holly usually sleeps, but Holly said that today she wanted to sleep cuddled with Mom in her bed, so I said that it was better than anything.
I and Megan decided that we’d sleep on the second
Bunk together, when we’d feel
Sleepy.
I and Megan had a wonderful time.
We swapped clothes out of my wardrobe and made the silliest hairstyles and we talked and talked and talked and talked.

Then we jumped in to our bed and the cozy comforter for warmth.
“Hey Shaylee, you know what?
I saw the school’s extracurricular activities’ board, and we’re going on a field trip after Christmas”, said Megan.
“Ooh cool! We’re are we going, anyway?”, I said.
“I’m not going to tell you”, said Megan.
“Oh come on”, I said.
“Guess!”, said Megan.
I had to tickle her in her tummy for a whole minute until she told me.
“Okay okay!! We’re going to the Beach. Just imagine how much fun it would be”, said Megan.
“Yeah!”, I said.
“But we’re not allowed to go anywhere near the water. We’re gonna be badly busted by Mrs. Tyler if we do, we’re only going there for collecting sea shells for our stupid little science project thingy”, said Megan.
“Boo!”, I said.
I and Megan snorted with laughter.

I woke up at nine in the morning. I hadn’t realized when we fell asleep.
When I turned around, I saw Megan, her mouth opened, legs all sprawled, and her hair totally sticking all in the wrong places and messed up.
I giggled.
I climbed up to check Evlynn.
But she wasn’t there.
The bed sheet was all neat and good and the comforter was folded all goody, too.
I ran downstairs.
Evlynn was in the kitchen, with Mom, watching her cook breakfast.
“Hey Shaylee!”, said Evlynn.\
“Oh ‘morning princess”, said Mom.
Dad had left for work.
“Shaylee, I’m almost done with your breakfast, you better go wake Megan. Evlynn, darling, you can go help Shaylee”, said Mom.
Me and Evlynn raced upstairs.
We jumped on the second bunk.
“Morrrrnningggg Megaaannn!!!!!”, I yelled.
“What on Earth-? Ooh where am I?”, said Megan.
“You’re at Shaylee’s, silly”, said Evlynn.
(celebrating a 100 pages!)
“Oh yeah”, said Megan , rubbing her eyes.
“Breakfast’s ready, sleeping beauty. Get dresses and come downstairs”, I said.
I got fresh first.
Megan went next.
When we got dressed we ran downstairs.
Mom had made delicious bacon sandwiches and orange juice.
We all ate a plate full.
Megan’s Dad came to collect her first.
And then Evlynn’s Mom.
I thanked them both for coming.

It’s just two days left in Christmas.
I took a day off from school today.
I wasn’t feeling too good.
Maybe having so many of my birthday chocolates and Werther’s Original wasn’t such a good idea.
I played with my birthday gifts.
Holly came jumping into my room.
“Hey Shalli. How doo yoo like my gifft?”, said Holly.
“Well its wonderful!”, I said, trying to get on my best fake smile.

The next day, when I went to school,
Everybody was excited about Christmas tomorrow.
Mrs. Tyler stood up on the stage on our assembly hall in the morning.
“Good Morning students. I hope that you enjoy your Christmas tomorrow. What do you think kids? Should we have a little party here in the school, or you want a day off to celebrate a home?”, said Mrs. Tyler.
“Home!!”, yelled most of the children, even though I thought that it would’ve been more fun if we had a party at school.
We didn’t study much that day.
Most of the children were absent.
Even Megan, Evlynn came though.
We had to merge with 6-K. Ugh.
We kept having fixtures, too.
(celebrating 6,000 words!)

It was like the longest day of school.
Finally the home time bell rang,
And all ran to the gate.
My driver came to collect me first.
I went home and got very excited about Christmas tomorrow.
I went and checked my Christmas’s gift list that Mom had kept in her first shelve.
This is what I put in it:
1. A bottle of pink hair spray.
2. A CD album of One Direction hits.
3. A pair of fluffy slippers for warmth in winters.
4. A set of 12 different colors’ powdered nail polishes.
5. Volume 4 and 5 of Dork Diaries.
6. Feel free for cash 

I thought it was enough.
But not until I checked Holly’s list that she specially got printed by
Dad:
Dear Santa,
Please leave all these gifts for me on Crismis evening:
A pink Furby.
A king size box of Smarties.
A CD of My Little Pony’s Equistria girls.
A Dora Doll. (singing and dancing)
Equistria girls’ dolls
My Little Pony’s dolls
Hello Kitty Cologne
Minnie Mouse Cologne
Cinderella Costume (to help me out on Halloween)
A Doll house with all characters from Tangled.
I almost wobbled to out of Mom’s makeup seat.


When the clock struck 12 at night, I ran down to the living room to see my socks stocking.
My sock stocking had a necklace, with a glass rice shaped pendant which had a real rice inside it and it had “Shaylee” written on it in the tiniest writing.
When I woke up the next morning,
I wished Mom and Dad and Holly Merry Christmas.
In the evening, Mom made her special Chicken roast Beef for lunch and Dad took us out after that.
We went to the Movies.
I wanted to watch Despicable Me 2 but Holly was making an absolute fuss about how she’d die if she didn’t watch My Little Pony : A very Special Christmas.
So Dad said that we’d watch Despicable Me 2 some other time and that we’d just watch Holly’s movie instead.
That’s why I just wish I was the only child.
>.< !
After we watched it, Dad took us to the Snow Island.
There were these small elves’ statues everywhere and a very giant Santa with his big fat tummy, yelling “Ho Ho Ho!” after every 5 minutes.
I got a picture with him too (only , I got it captured from Mom’s phone -.-)
After that I asked Dad to drive me the Pick and Pack gift shop so that I could buy a Christmas present for Megan and Evlynn, and he drove me there.
I thought hard what to buy for each of them.
Finally,
I chose some cool shades and a box of chocolate buttons for Megan and a book about flowers and pot of nail shiner for Evlynn.

After that we went home and Mom made peanut butter and jelly sandwiches for me and Holly and then we finally got to open our gifts.
Dad had got everything in my list.
I hugged Dad ever so tightly.
“Only the Santa’s not landing you any cash kiddo”, said Dad, laughing.
Everything was there in Holly’s list, too.
When I opened Mom’s gift, I almost freaked out.
Mom had got me a cell phone!
Even though it was not an iPhone like Megan’s, I loved it.
I hugged Mom just as tight as Dad.
Grandma had sent me a rectangular shaped gift wrapped in red and green gift paper with golden bell’s pattern.
I opened it, it was a 8 x 6 photo frame, bordered by beautiful pink and silver flowers, and it had a photo of me hugging grandma.
“Don’t forget to make a thank you call to your Grandma, dear”, said Mom.
“Yes, Mom”, I said.
At eight , Mom served us dinner.
Mom made baked potatoes and Chinese rice and vegetable soup.
After dinner I jumped in my bed.
“Those elves’ statues that I saw at Snow Island were so cute. I wish to see them again”, I said to myself.

When I went to school the next day Evlynn and Megan had got gifts for me, too.
Evlynn gave me a necklace with a round silver pendant and a matching ring.
Megan gave me a S keychain and a pair of blue earrings.
“I love these things!”, I said.
Megan and Evlynn loved their gifts, too.

The first period was French , ugh.
We studied about some more stupid phrases and synonyms.

After that in English, we learnt about Journals and first drafts.
I went home and told Mom and Dad about the whole
Field trip thing.
“Of course you can go, dear.”, said Dad.
Mom nodded too.


Weeks passed, quick enough.
It finally came the day of the field trip. We were all very excited.

At first Mrs. Tyler got up on the stage and gave us this really big this really big lecture about how we shouldn’t go in the water and blah
blah blah blah blah
blah blah blah
blah blah blah
blah blah.

We finally got our feet in the van, which was supposed to drive us to the beach.

We sang all sorts of silly poems
On our way to the beach,

Like row the boat, jingle bells, itsy bitsy spider and more.

Finally , after a whole hour,
We reached the beach.

“Okay, fellow students, hut no. 12 is ours,
follow your teacher’s lead, go in there,
fresh up and then come out with your teacher in a proper line, and start collecting sea shells”,
said Mrs. Tyler.

“Ooh, way too much rules in one sentence”, said Megan giving out this naughty smile.
“Let’s nip back, Shaylee, we’ll have some fun in the water”, said Megan.
“But that’s against the ru-“, Megan didn’t let Evlynn complete her sentence, and pushed her forward.

“But what if Mrs. Tyler catches us?”, I said.
“We’ll make a run of it”, said Megan.
As soon as the coast was clear, we nipped into the water and splashed a bit.

Megan ripped off a paper from her free lesson diary, and we started playing catch.
Suddenly we heard voices.
“Two children are missing from 6-M!”
I could tell it was Ms. Stephanie.
“Let’s go back”, said Megan.

We started on our way back.

Suddenly a big wave came.
“Wooo”, I said, smiling.
Suddenly I stopped smiling.
Suddenly, I felt I was too high from the ground.
Suddenly I couldn’t see Megan.
The next thing I knew,
I was in the middle of the sea, feeling miles away from the hut yelling for help!

“HELP!”, I gasped. Then I yelled!

“Help!!” “Help!”

What happened then?

I woke up with a start.
I could see lots and lots of mushroom huts around myself, me lying on the edge of the sea almost sand.
“Life of pie..”, I gasped.

This place looked very overly strange.

Funky colored mushrooms, sizes of huts for babies, or what shall I say.
The place was surrounded with lots and lots and lots of greenery, too.
Lots and lots and lots of trees.

And over each mushroom shaped hut type thing, there were
Names like Pixie, Lilly , Blondz and more.
I felt distinctly weird.
I didn’t know where on the
Earth I was.
I started to have this really bad butterfly feeling in my tummy.

And I hated to feel it.

I didn’t know what to do, where to go.

“Ooh, who are you?”,
I turned around, jumping.

I saw exactly the figure of those elves that I saw in Snow Town.

Except these were talking.
And alive.
“Ooh, what are you?”, I said.

“We’re the elves”, said another two, coming out of the pink and yellow colored mushroom hut.

“You’re a human, right? What are you doing in the Elves Town?”, said one of them.

“Well I didn’t come here on purpose… actually”,
I told them all that had happened to me.
“I’m Pixie.” Said one of them.
“I’m Rosey. No doubt I’ve got rosey cheeks”, said Rosey, wiping off her cheekbones.

“I’m Bunky.”
“I’m Tiny.”
“I’m Shaylee”, I said.
“I’m Lilly.”

“I’m Blondz”, said Blondz, brushing his bangs out of his eyes, forwarding his hand for hand shake.
I shaked hands, hesitated.


“We can make you feel comfortable here, until you family comes and gets you”, said Blondz.
I mumbled.
Pixie asked me to come inside her hut.
I was feeling distinctly awkward and weird and scared
And I had seriously worried feeling about where on Earth I am and how am I supposed to contact with mom and dad and all my friends. At this point ,
I hated Mom for not getting me cell phone.
But wait.
They’re not gonna be any signals here.
Boo!

It was the second time Pixie asked me to come inside her hut.
So I went.

Pixie took me in to her tiny hut.

“You wanna have cookies?” she said.

I took a tiny nibble out of one.

They told me long long long stories about how they’ve been living in there from ages.

Lilly told me that I was the first human being who came to know about their town.


Blondz kept dancing in front of me, singing these silly lovey dovey songs,
Which sounded like he made them up himself.

They all kept dancing in front of me.

I cooked them these silly little
Omelets that Mom taught me ages ago and they loved it.

They kept making me feel like home.

Rosey knitted me these small oink mittens.

Even though they weren’t a perfect fit, and it was 40digrees centigrade, I managed to squash my hands inside it.

One of them called Sippy kept telling me facts and jokes about school.

And one of them called Belly made me coffee in these tiny little
Pink cups.

Murdo, one more of them, with this white beard and long mustache kept telling me about table and school manners.

We danced to music.

We sang songs together, too.

We had almost like funky sleepovers.

They were really cute little creatures,

Like the Smurfs.

I still couldn’t believe that I was seeing them in person.

I felt like I was a part of an animated kid’s movie, and these elves were the theme.

But it still took me like ages and ages to believe that it was true.
Then , I suddenly realized something.
Every thing that was happening to me, was from the movie Margot gave me for my birthday! (see page 88-89-90)


Suddenly, I stood up with a start.

“What’s wrong, Shaylee?”, asked Bunky.

“My family”, I whispered.

“They must be going crazy looking for me.” I said.

“You’re not deciding to leave are you?”, asked Tiny.

“No”, I said to Tiny, smiling.

I thought hard.
There were no silly shouts of Holly every day in here.

No school.

No getting up early.

No Mom shouting at your head for your stinky socks.

No French.

No Mrs. De La Rosa.

No Studies at all!

I thought staying in a world like this would be just wonderful!

I stayed there.
I slept beside Pixie’s little bed in her Bed, even though I had to squash a bit, in the hut.

We did have fun everyday.
It was like a bunch of alive toys roaming around you, playing all sorts of roles.
3 days past.
Every thing was going well and good.
At the 4th day, I got sea sick.
“Oh, I’ve never been sea sick”, said Rosey.

“Oh poor you.”, said Blondz.

I cured my self with some tea and coffee.
“I wish Mom was here to heal me up”, I whispered to my self.

After one more day,
I was still feeling sick.

I had been wearing the same socks for about 4 days.

I was smelling like a garbage bin.
I hadn’t had any bacon sandwiches, three mornings straight.

I hadn’t had any peanut butter and jelly sandwiches for lunch at school.
Wait, I didn’t go for lunch at school.

Suddenly I had this butterfly feeling, that I hate to have in my tummy , all over again.
I thought and thought and thought and thought.

“I have to go home!”, I yelled.

“WHAT?”, gasped all the elves together.

“Listen, you guys are really very sweet and cute and lovely and overly kind, but every one has there little place where they belong, you know I am going to miss you… but….. wait? How am I ever gonna go back? I cant contact-“ I never got a chance to complete my sentence because we all heard this weird noise.

I saw a ship sailing.
I saw Dad.
I quickly hugged all the elves hugged and hugged.

“I am going to miss you all, and I hope to see you again”, I said.

The elves quickly hid in there huts behind the bushes.

I waved my hand higher and higher up in there, even more higher than what Evlynn does when she wants to answer those French lesson questions.

The ship came nearer and nearer to the end.

Dad jumped out of the ship.

“Oh dear how have you been!! Me and Mommy have been so very worried for you. How- I mean what- I mean how did spent nights there everyday?”, asked dad.

“It’s a long story. I’ll tell you when we reach home. What took you so long to come, by the way?”, I said.

“Well that’s a long story, too, I’ll tell you when we reach home.” Said Dad.


I’m now at home.

I’ve got a cleaner pair of socks.

I had 3 whole peanut butter and jelly sandwiches in one sitting.

I realized how much I love Holly and Mom and Dad.

I realized that all have to return to their family sometime.
I realized that maybe wishing to meet those elves again on the Christmas eve wasn’t such good Idea.

Well, maybe it was. 





The End.