Wednesday, March 19, 2014

Ill-Advised Writing

I had always hated April Fool’s Day. My brothers, Eric and Kevin, would always play the meanest tricks on me, but I wanted to get back at them. All I needed was my mom’s help.
                My brothers were at school, and I was at home since I was only in kindergarten and had school in the morning. My mom and I had just arrived home from Kroger with a package of Oreos and a tube of mint toothpaste.
                “This is gonna be awesome!” I said to my mom. I was so excited to finally pull a prank on my brothers. I had never done it before! We took our supplies into the bathroom because we didn’t want to make a mess. My mom started taking apart the Oreos and take the filling out. We were going to replace it with toothpaste.
                I asked my mom if I could eat the extra filling and she told me no, but I snatched some when she wasn’t looking. The filling tasted sweet like frosting and I wished I could’ve eaten all of it.
                Once she had enough plain cookies, she started putting the minty toothpaste on them. “Can I do it?” I asked her. She nodded her head and handed me the silver butter knife and the tube of toothpaste. I gently squeezed the tube as the runny toothpaste spilled out onto the Oreo. I spread it around and the toothpaste went everywhere. It was the messiest-looking Oreo ever, but I was proud of my work. I handed it to my mom.
                “Good job!” She set it down on the plate of finished cookies, but I think she threw it away later.
                We finished up making the Oreos, packed with a minty surprise, and there were ten Oreos on the plate. My brothers were going to be so excited. We never bought treats like this. That’s what was going to be so great about this! They would be so excited to eat them that they wouldn’t even notice the runny toothpaste.
                We waited in the kitchen for my brothers to come home. We probably only waited for five minutes, but it felt like five hours. I was so anxious and excited to see the looks on their faces when they ate the cookies.
                Finally, my brothers walked through the front door. “We’re home!” they yelled as they threw their backpacks in the corner. I tried my best to hide the grin on my face and stifle my giggles. My mom was a much better actor than I was.
                “I got you guys a treat!” she said as they came into the kitchen. She held out the plate of Oreos and my brothers’ faces lit up. They each grabbed an Oreo and shoved it into their mouths. They were so excited to be eating the sweet cookies that they didn’t realize that the filling looked a little different or that the cookies weren’t put together neatly.
                I burst out in laughter before it even happened. At first, they looked happy and normal, just like any kid would be while eating junk food. It took a moment for the looks of pure disgust to develop on their faces. Kevin ran to the sink and Eric ran to the trash can as they spit out every bit on Oreo that was in their mouth. I could hear them trying to get out every last piece of the Oreo out of their mouths. It was disgusting, but it was hilarious.
                My mom couldn’t contain her laughter and neither could I. My brothers didn’t think it was funny at all. They were mad, their faces almost red with anger, but my mom and I just kept laughing.
                “April… fools!” I choked out through my laughs. It was the funniest thing I had ever done. I had pranked my brothers! I was a little kindergartener, and I had pranked my brothers! I was so proud of myself.
                After my mom and I settled down, we brought out the package of normal Oreos. Obviously, my brothers were a little skeptical at first, but we all sat down and ate them.

                To this day, I still remind them of this prank, the funniest prank I have ever pulled. But now, instead of just my mom and I laughing, we all look back at it and laugh. 

I think that I described the situation well in my writing. The story was clear and the plot was easy to follow. I think I wrote the story so that you could easily understand what was happening.