Do you like my short story? It is for my language arts class. oh and you can give me ideas for a new

Let’s Love One Another

“That child is a disgrace! What is she good for?”

“Don’t talk about my child like that! She is just fine the way she is.”

I was listening in from the hallway; I felt my cheeks start turning red and my eyes were swelling with tears. That evil woman I thought. I hate her. I ran through the kitchen with tears streaming down my face like a river. My dad and step-mom stopped arguing.

I know I am not the best kid in the world but were does she come off saying I am a disgrace? I didn’t like her from the start and I could tell she despised me. What does my father see in her? These thoughts ran through my head. I never wanted to see her or talk to her ever again, but for my father’s sake, I had to find common ground with her.

First step was to find out what she likes that I like also. DANG! That meant that I had to talk to her. What was I going to say? OH she likes going to the movies, maybe we can go see one. Okay take a deep breath, you can do this. Take a deep breath Addie. I kept saying to myself.

“Um…Miranda? Do you want to go to the movies?

“Ok sure that sounds good. Hey I am sorry what I said earlier. I am just stressed right now. Can you please forgive me?”

“Yea I guess I forgive you.”

Finally we are talking and she doesn’t hate me! We are actually bonding. We left the house about three o’clock in the afternoon heading towards Main Street. The traffic was like a stampede coming through town. There was horns going off like crazy and fresh skid marks were engraved into the black, twisty off-ramp. Finally we got there and there was a line so long it literally took us twenty minutes to get a ticket.

When we got up to the front of the line, we had totally forgotten what movie we wanted to see. The people behind us were yelling all sorts of things that I couldn’t make out but I knew they were in a hurry to get into the theatre and see the movie. Miranda just said a random movie not knowing what else to do.

“Do you want to see the movie P.S. I Love You?” she whispered to me.

“Yea it’s like you read my mind.” I said.

Miranda and I came out of the movie theatres in tears. That was the best movie we ever saw. We arrived home and my dad was watching football as usual. He saw us talking and he was in awe. At first I didn’t know what he was staring at and then I realized he was staring at Miranda and me. It really wasn’t that often we got along even for a second.

“Hey what’s up? Would one of you ladies like to tell me what is going on?”

“Well honey, Addie and I went to the movies and talked and well, I guess we are getting along now.”

“WOW! Finally there is peace between you two.”

“Hey dad when is dinner?”

“About thirty minutes. Go in the living room and watch T.V. or something.”

After we ate our chicken and mashed potatoes, we had a delicious wedge of triple chocolate fudgy monkey cake. For once the dinner table wasn’t quite and instead of Miranda and dad talking, she and I were talking as my dad stuffed his face with food. We talked about school, vacations that we wanted to go on and we talked about the movie we saw. That movie was amazing. When you watch it, you feel like there is a hurricane of emotions going through your head.

What happened with this family? I am really not sure but all I know was that happiness was in the air and everyone loved everyone. One problem was that it took a while for Miranda and me to completely understand each other, but eventually we became very close. She even told me that I could call her mom. That was a HUGE step from calling her a witch to calling her mom. It feels good to have a real mom.

It was 11 pm and unfortunately my bedtime. The family exchanged “Goodnights” and went to sleep.

“Night mom. Night dad. Love you guys

“Goodnight Addie. It is really late so please go to sleep. You have school tomorrow, remember that.” shrieked my dad from his room.

“Goodnight Addie. I love you too.” added Miranda.

From that moment on we have been the happy family my dad had always wanted. I guess everything worked out and it was all because I dared to make the first step on making a healthy relationship with Miranda.

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It has a lot of heart. It just goes to show you, your seemingly worst enemy can become one of your best friends, if you make the effort, even if you're the injured party.

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Its a cute ralistic story. Before you turn it in proof read it because i cought a lot of comma errors and such. Other than that its a good effort and it is easy to see you worked hard on it.
i love it the story but about a title nothing-sorry,