by
Margaret
hen Laura got home her Aunt was standing on a chair trying to change a lightbulb,"Why are you trying to change a lightbulb that hasn't gone out yet?" Laura asked her Aunt, as she put the bag of food on the kitchen counter. She wondered how her Aunt could be like this, so crazy, it was like she wasn't even there most of the time, "It will go out just like the one before it tried to," her Aunt said, "Oh, but I caught it, it tried to go out the day after I put it in!" Laura was puzzled by her Aunt's quizical ways, she decided not to question the matter any further. She got out some food and put it on the table, then she set it. Her Aunt got off of the chair and sat down, "Laura, tomorrow would you mind changing the lightbulb?" her Aunt asked with a solemn face, "It gets so tiresome changing that thing everyday, and you look like just the right height for it." Laura decided she wouldn't, but didn't want to hurt her Aunt's feelings, so she said she said okay. After dinner, Laura went to the room she was staying in, and picked up one of the many books she would be reading that summer, some were for school, others just for fun. She picked up a book called 'The Giver', it was one of the many books she had to read for school. As she started she began to become facinated by it, the writer was a master story teller, careful not to reveal to much, but just enough so that you didn't lose intrest. It was about a boy who around 11, and lived in a controlled enviroment, slowly he learns that there is no color, and no sun, no weather, or anything we experience today. Nobody lives with their birthparents, and they all have a purpose that they are assigned to. He is assigned a very important role, the MOST important role that you could get, the Reciever. Laura looked up to see what time it was, she dropped her book to find it was midnight. She put the bookmark into the book, and took a shower, brushed her teeth, and, well you know the rest. The next day was a boring one, her penpal called her saying that she had left ten messages in her e-mail, but not one of them had been answered. Laura appologized and explained that her Aunt's internet had broken. Nothing else exciting happened that day, except the fact that she finished her book. She started the next one titled, 'Mossflower' by her favorite author, Brian Jacques.
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