Sunday, March 6, 2011

STEEP, by Madison, 6-W

"Dad, don't, not now. You the only thing I have left and I'm too young for you to quit on me now." I sad, tears in my eyes, shaking liking crazy.

"Don't worry, Sweety. He'll be fine. Just come down" said the nurse, putting her hands on my shoulder.

If you're wondering what's going on, here it is. I'm Leslie Tomis. I'm fourteen and my Dad is Steven Tomis. We've been climbing ever since, well, Mom left. She never liked us climbing. She said it was too dangerous. I guess she was right...

So, getting back to my story, we went to go climb one of the tallest mountains in the World...Mount Everest. The air was thinning out and it was getting cloudier and we couldn't see a thing ten feet in front of us, which we could tell was bad. That's when it happened. That's why we are here and I hope this isn't the end.

Leslie, are you up? Wake up, someone wants to see you!

I wake up to see the nurse leaning over me. Her perfectly curled hair up in a bun and her bright white smile. She almost scared me.

"Leslie! Good, you're awake." she said with a smile again showing her bright smile. "Someone wants to see you."

I walked into my Dad's room and saw him sitting straight up, "Is this her?" my Dad said, looking confused and eager to find out. It scared me. I sat there staring straight at him and him staring straight at me.

"Yes, this is her. Your daughter Leslie." said the nurse gesturing me forward.

"Hi Dad." I said, rushing to give him a hug.

"Hi, Sweetheart." he said. "It's so good to see you!"

He pushed me back so he could observe everything. Kinda like Mom did before my first day of school. Ah, Mom. I miss her. He looked me over, my hair, eyes, mouth, clothes, shoes, everything. That's when he said...

"Man, you look like your Mother." he laughed.

I laughed too, so happy to see he was okay and that he started to remember me.

"Okay, well, let's leave your Dad to rest, you'll be able to see him later. I waved goodbye and she lead me out into the waiting room where it was cold and there was no Dad in sight.

2 comments:

  1. i like poking things with a stickMarch 8, 2011 at 5:55 PM

    sweet. i liked..no loved it!

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  2. Wow Madison!!!!! That was really good!!! I can't wait to hear the rest of it!!!

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