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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 2 – Intermediate)
Topic: Before and After (05/14/09)

TITLE: Five And A Half Decisions
By Linda Boulanger
05/19/09


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She’d never thought about it before…what she’d do, where she’d go or why. It had never really mattered. Someone else was always making her decisions so it seemed. But now, things were different. At the edge of the drive, she paused to look up the street and then back down. A gentle breeze caressed her skin with cool kisses. She crossed her arms across her chest and shrugged her shoulders.

“Are you ready, Boo Boo?” she studied the face of the white bunny, with his head resting on her crossed forearms. He didn’t answer. He never did. His sole purpose in life was to chase the boos away when it was dark and she was frightened. Now that was one task he was so very good at accomplishing.

She hugged him tightly as she contemplated which direction she should go. Her brows furrowed as she thought about where each path would take her. If she went up the street she was pretty sure she’d reach her grandmother’s house. She giggled. Grandma Jones would be happy to see her. She never got in trouble with her. A plump and pleasant little woman, with laughing blue eyes the same color as Molly’s. They called her Gee Jay for short. She always had warm cookies and cold milk waiting and told stories about Jesus. Her house was so welcoming and comfortable. It smelled of cinnamon and apple. Scrumptious. Molly tried out the new word she had learned that very day!

But she’d say Molly had to call her parents. Just to let them know she was alright. She’d tell her how they would be worried. As if, she thought!

She looked the other way. She could go to her friend Nell’s house. Nell was older too. Not as old as Gee Jay but still old. Nell was skinny like a real nail! Almost as hard, her dad would say with a chuckle though Molly disagreed. Nell was always nice to her. Nell made things for her. She’d say they were for her hope chest though Molly wasn’t sure what that meant. She also wasn’t sure Nell would let her stay even if she didn’t make her call her parents. She pursed her dainty pink lips, tapping them with a pointed forefinger. What to do? She swayed from side to side in contemplation.

She’d also have to pass by mean Mr. Paulson’s if she went to Nell’s. Molly never looked directly at him. His eyebrows were wiry above his wild eyes and his lips were wrinkled just like his forehead. He had stubbly stuff that grew from his chin. Mom said it was his beard but Molly wasn’t convinced it was really hair. And the scary dogs lived three houses down from Gee Jay. They always barked and ran at the fence. Molly was certain that one day they would jump over to be free to chase after her. Oh! Decision making was hard at five and a half.

After a little more thought she turned around and walked back toward the house. She kissed Boo Boo and tossed him up in the air before hugging his soft body to her. She was no longer sure why she’d wanted to leave in the first place. She hummed her favorite tune, happy not to have that to think about it anymore.


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Jan Ackerson 05/21/09
Cute POV, but it took me a while to figure out who 'she' was, and her age, and under what circumstances she was making these decisions.

I love your title, and the child's perceptions of the people she was thinking about.
Myrna Noyes05/24/09
I enjoyed this little story that very nicely shows the importance of even small decisions to a little child. Your descriptions of GeeJay's house made me want to go there myself! :) Good job!