smarty101's Stories

Pirates!

2008-05-09T19:52:16Z

I grasped the handle of my cutlass tightly. I knew someone was just around the corner. I sensed it. I held my breath as I came closer, until I was so close that if I moved one finger, I would be discovered.
And then I leaped out and drew my cutlass out at the same time, hopefully catching the person off guard.
“Have mercy,” he was a weak, timid man. I put my cutlass back in its sheath.
“This is my ship. How long have you been here?” I clenched my fists.
“I- I don’t know.”
“Follow me, you fool.”
I got a hold of his arm and pulled him out onto the main deck. Then I rang the “get out on the deck or get thrown overboard” bell. In a minute, the whole crew was standing there. There was a buzz of excitement in the air.
“I found this idiot hiding near the cabins. What are we going to do to him?” I shouted to the crowd.
A rumble of responses came from the crowd such as, “throw him overboard,” “take everything he has,” and even a bit of “hang him by his toes so all can see.” Yes, I loved being a pirate.

Jeremy Meets His Grandfather

2008-04-17T19:22:36Z

Jeremy woke up again, to see the man sitting by his bed. “Who are you?” he asked sleepily.
“I’m your grandfather,” he told him. “On your father’s side.”
“How did you find out I was here?”
“I work here, as a custodian. When I came into this room, I knew it was you, Jeremy Anjelo Evitts.”
“I almost forgot my name… Nobody ever said it for a while… So am I going to live with you now?”
“Yes, but first you have to stay here for awhile. The doctor wants to make sure you’re okay.”
“What about Jay?” Jeremy looked at his grandfather straight in the eyes.
“Jay? Oh! The blue jay that saved you? We haven’t found him yet. I expect it’ll be easy, though. Not every blue jay wears a sweater.”
“Okay. What time is it?”
Grandpa looked at his watch. “Nine P.M. already! It’s time for you to go to bed.”
“Alright. G’night Grandpa.”
“Goodnight Jeremy.”

The Hospital

2008-03-27T12:39:05Z

Jeremy opened up his eyes, and then squinted them. This was because he was in a white rooom with bright lights. “Grandson!” an elderly voice rang through the room.
Jeremy opened his eyes a little wider so he could see what was going on. The man stood at his bedside. “Haarau?” Jeremy managed to grunt.
“You still haven’t built up all of your strength,” he told him.
Then a nurse came in and set a tray down, full of food. Jeremy, ignoring that people were in the room, dived in. “When we got you, you were starving to death,” a doctor walked in to check up on Jeremy. “If it weren’t for that little blue jay, you would’ve been dead by now.”
“And what a cute little sweater he had.” said the nurse.
“Jay!” Jeremy managed to shape his lips to make the word. “Please find the blue jay!”
“Why?” the elderly man asked.
“My friend… Kept me happy…” Jeremy lost all of his energy and drifted to sleep in one second.
“We better send someone out to look for it,” the doctor went to the main office.

Jeremy's Death

2008-03-26T13:14:22Z

So this was it. This was the end of Jeremy Evitts. He never thought he would die, well at least not in this way. As he layed on his bed, he remembered. Not just the past few days. He remembered his whole life. When they bought the house, when his mother taught him how to feed himself, when he first went to school, when he graduated from Kindergarten, when he had his first sleepover, etcetera.
Then he felt his whole body slowing down. And just like in that dream about the car crash, the whole world became blurry. Then, darkness swallowed the world in front of his eyes. He could hear his heartbeat. Thump, thump, thump It started slowing down. Thump.. thump.. thump.. And then even slower. Thump…. thump…. thump…. Thump. He couldn’t hear anything now. He felt wind rushing through his hair, and he felt like he was flying. The sensations he went through were unexplainable. “Good bye Earth,” he said, and he flew up and away.

In the End...

2008-03-26T12:50:37Z

The next day, Jeremy did not get out of bed. Jay chirped an nudged his hands, and finally Jeremy opened his eyes just enough for Jay to see them. “Jay, I feel like death itself,” he mumbled. “You better leave.”
Jay stayed in his spot. “I don’t want you to see me this way, and if worse comes to worse, I don’t want you to see me die.”
Jay stayed. I’m not leaving you. We’re friends and friends stick together. He thought. “Jay, go!” Jeremy said more forcedly.
Jay still stayed where he was. “CAN’T YOU SEE THAT I DON ’T WANT YOU HERE ANYMORE ? GO AWAY !” Jeremy yelled.
As Jay obeyed and fluttered out the window, Jeremy added softly, “I’ve decided that I don’t want to die anymore.”
So Jay stood on the window sill for a while, taking some final looks at his best friend. He left a teardrop on that window sill, and flew slowly away. When he landed on a branch, he cuddled up to the little sweater Jeremy made just for him, and remembered how much Jeremy took care of him. Then, he had an idea.

The Feelings are Exposed

2008-03-25T12:36:46Z

The next afternoon, Jeremy sat down on his bed and started crying. He sobbed and sobbed and sobbed even when it made his lungs, throat, and chest hurt, and made his face sticky and his eyes swollen from all the tears. Jay swooped in (he had just been getting worms to eat) and landed by Jeremy’s side. Why are you crying? Jay thought. Jeremy took his head out of his hands and looked down at Jay. “I feel miserable,” he sniffed. “I’m hungry, thirsty, weak, and if my life changes at all, it’s going to get worse.”
Your life isn’t that bad. But then again, I’ve never lost both of my parents in such short time, and my food is plentiful. Jay thought. Jeremy sighed. “Sometimes, I wish that I was in that car crash with my mother, like in my dream,” another tear leaked out of his eye. “But then I wouldn’t have met you,” he added.
He stroked Jay’s feathers and walked outside. He shivered and stood in the backyard, looking at the blanket of snow covering the frozen ground. Winter was going to be rough this year.

The Dream

2008-03-25T12:20:23Z

Once Jeremy fell into a deep sleep, he started dreaming. It was a rainy day and he was sitting next to his mother in the car. They were driving down the highway to the grocery store. As they went across a bridge, a car ahead of them slammed on the brakes and skidded. The next car smashed right into its side. Jeremy’s mother skidded and when she smashed into the car in front of them, they flipped and fell off the bridge. As they careened to the water below, Jeremy accedentally slipped out of his seat belt, and landed on the roof of the car. They splooshed into the water and it seeped in slowly, as if it were mocking them that they couldn’t escape however slow it entered the car. After it finally filled up, Jeremy gasped for breath, and water entered his lungs. It filled up his throat and mouth, and the world became blurry.
He woke up like always, in a cold sweat. But this time instead of trying to go back to sleep, he stayed up the rest of the night and thought about his dream.

Ace Casecloser and the Toy Cars (part 3)

2008-03-21T15:00:30Z

“So George, what do you think about the stolen toy cars?” I looked him in the eyes.
He sat at a desk in the hallway, I walked around him.
“I dunno. I don’t think Jared should have left his cars out like that.”
“Oh really? Why do you say that?”
“Someone would probably steal them, which happened.”
“Someone like you could steal them!” I looked down at him. “You wanted to make him feel bad, because you hated him so much! So you took the cars!”
“I didn’t! Go ahead and search me!”
So I searched every pocket and compartment in his backpack. All I found was a toy car tire. It could’ve been from any toy car, but nonetheless, I confronted George. “Is this yours?”
“Yeah,” he said matter-of-factly.
So I searched his desk and found even more toy car tires. “Can I keep this as evidence?” I asked.
“No, they’re mine!”
Hmmm… he seemed very suspicious. Now, I had to interrogate my least suspected suspect- James Whitley.

Ace Casecloser and the Toy Cars (part 2)

2008-03-21T01:28:44Z

“Mark Everett, is it true that you and Jared Ejevett had a fight last week?” I interrogated him in the hallway.
“Yeah. What’s it to ya?” I could tell he would be hard to crack.
“His toy cars were stolen this afternoon.”
“I had nuthin’ to do with it.”
“Give me your backpack.”
“What?!” he looked at me like I was crazy.
“I’m searching it.”
“Whatever,” and he brought it to the hall and I checked every single pocket and compartment, even the ones that are cleverly concealed.
No matter how hard I looked, they weren’t in the backpack. “Let me see your desk.”
He led me to it. I searched and searched, even in his pencil case, but there were no toy cars. I had to hurry, I had to crack the case before the day ended, and the suspect took the cars home. Well, next to my second expected suspect – George Hagog.

Ace Casecloser and the Toy Cars (part 1)

2008-03-21T01:18:03Z

I was in the middle of class when the PA system said:
Ace Casecloser, report to the office.
I entered the chilly office and the principal, Mr. Sewald, beckoned me to his office. I sat down in the little wooden chair in front of his desk. “Ace,” he began. “Somebody stole Jared Ejevett’s toy cars. Can you look for them?”
“Sure. When did they go missing?” I asked casually.
“During lunch.”
“I’m on it,” I exited the room and went to investigate the cafeteria.
No evidence. I went to Jared’s class to interrogate him. “When exactly did you see that they were missing?” I asked him.
“I went up to get my lunch, and left the cars on the table. when I came back, they were gone.”
“Do you have any enemies? Anyone that was jealous of them?”
“Well, I had a fight with Mark Everett last week, James Whitley said he wished he had cars like me, and George Hagog and I have been enemies since, like, birth.”
I wrote this all down and headed for suspect #1 – Mark Everett.

Caring for Jay

2008-03-21T00:52:43Z

The days passed, and with each day, came colder winds and temperature. Nonetheless, Jeremy kept that window open, and Jay let him know that he appreciated it by being his friend. One day, Jeremy was playing with his army men when he started to get a rough cough. Jay looked at him worriedly. Jeremy noticed this. “I’m fine. It’s just a tiny cough,” but Jeremy saw Jay shivering, so he did his best to sew him a little jacket.
You really shouldn’t be doing this for me. Jay thought. You should be using this yarn to fix up the holes in your clothes. Yes, Jeremy did have quite a few holes in his clothing, but he didn’t seem to mind. How many months has it been since you let me live here? Jay looked up at Jeremy. It was as if Jeremy could sense that Jay was asking him this. “It’s been two and a half months since we’ve known each other,” he told Jay.
That meant it was in the middle of November. The snow would come soon, and Jeremy definitely was not ready at all, mostly because he didn’t know what was coming.

The Changing Season

2008-03-21T00:34:00Z

Jeremy woke up the next day earlier than usual, because Jay poked his head and hands until Jeremy got out of bed. Jay was out eating worms as Jeremy sat at the old kitchen table, he had a cup of water for once. Usually, he didn’t drink anything for weeks, but today was an exception. Today, Jeremy celebrated the true friendship of he and Jay. Jay swooped in and landed on the table. “If only I could eat worms, too,” Jeremy looked at Jay.
He remembered one time when he did eat a worm, in Kindergarten. He remembered when he choked it down and had to go to the nurse to make sure he was o.k. Jeremy finished the last of his water, and sat the glass next to the sink. He looked out the window that was in the kitchen and noticed the changing colors of autumn. He couldn’t believe how it was summer a few days ago. Jeremy looked at Jay, not believing that he wasn’t off flying south for the coming winter. Jay looked back at him. I won’t leave. I’ll stay here even if the temperature goes below freezing. Jay thought.

The First Night

2008-03-20T12:31:27Z

As he got into bed, he thought about where Jay would sleep. He quick got some branches off of the tree next to his house, and used some spare rubber bands to put them together. He set it right next to the always open window (he promised Jay he wouldn’t close it). As Jeremy and Jay went to bed, Jeremy whispered about his past, and Jay pateintly and quietly listened. When he was done with his story, Jeremy wiped off the teardrops on his cheeks and checked up on Jay. He was still awake, as if he was listening the whole time. “I probably kept you awake with my ranting and raving,” Jeremy said to him, then got back into bed.
No, Jay thought, You have an interesting past and I’m glad you told me about it. I’ll see you in the morning, Jeremy.
Jay got comfortable and soon fell asleep, as soon as he knew Jeremy was sleeping, too.

The Blue Jay

2008-03-20T12:17:08Z

Jeremy awoke early the next morning to the sound of a bird tapping on his little window. He opened it up, and the bird happily swooped in. He knew something about this blue jay. Something told Jeremy that he was without parents. So he closed the little widow and the little blue bird flew around the house.
In less than a few minutes, Jeremy could hear the bird tapping on the same little window, trying to get out. Jeremy hesitated, but then opened it up. “Easy come, easy go,” he mumbled and watched the bird glide away.
As Jeremy layed on his bed with the window open, (it was a beautiful day) he heard the familiar sound of fluttering wings. He excitedly looked out the window, and to his amazement, he saw the little blue jay coming back. “You were out getting worms to eat!” Jeremy realized.
He thought since he was bonding to the bird, he should give it a name. “Jay,” he said. “Plain and predictable, but nice. I think we should stick together, Jay. We’ve got one thing in common. We’ve been abandoned.”

Jeremy's Past

2008-03-19T13:08:34Z

Jeremy sighed as he layed in bed. His parents had been gone for almost one month now. Well, not exactly. His father went in the army last year, and just 2 months ago someone came to tell his family he was dead. His mother was out getting groceries one day, and as he watched the news, it reported that there was a huge car wreck on the highway, and his mother was one of the people in it who had died. His last food supplies ran out last week, so now he was just skin and bones. He also didn’t use the shower much, because he knew bills would come for it sooner or later, so he was dirty with brown, mussy hair. He hadn’t gone to school ever since his mother was in the car wreck. He only thought about these things at nighttime, when there was nothing else to think about, and he quietly cried himself to sleep.
Jeremy tossed and turned in his sleep. Every single night, he dreamed that someone, somehow ended up killing him. He always woke up in a cold sweat, then fell back asleep.