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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Illustrate the meaning of "Actions Speak Louder than Words" (without using the actual phrase). (02/21/08)

TITLE: I Hate You
By Mo
02/26/08


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“I hate you,” said Carrie.

“I hate you more,” said Patti.

The two friends giggled.

“Let’s play Checkers,” said Carrie.

“No. I hate checkers. I’m very bad at checkers,” said Patti.

Carrie chuckled as Patti got out her chess game. The girls started moving their pieces across the board.

“I’m stuffed. Is there anything to drink around here?” asked Carrie.

“No.” Patti grinned.

“Checkmate!” said Pattie. “I lost again.”

“You always lose,” said Carrie. “You’re so bad at checkers.” The girls dissolved into a fit of giggles.

They walked into the kitchen. “Dad, we’re stuffed,” Patti told her Mom.

Patti’s Mom rolled her eyes. “Okay…” She put out a plate of whole wheat crackers and two glasses of soy milk.

“You’re welcome,” the girls said at the same time. This caused another round of laughter.

“Thank you,” said Patti’s Mom.

“I hate these crackers,” said Patti.

“Me, too.” The girls laughed and devoured every last crumb of their snack.

“Why don’t you girls go play… inside,” said Patti’s Mom as she headed upstairs.

“Wanna work inside?” asked Patti.

“No.”

“Dad, we’re going to work inside!” Patti yelled up the stairs.

Patti’s Mom just shook her head. She called back down to them, “Okay. Be careful and stay inside the fence.”

“Dad…”

“We don’t joke about safety Patti.”

The girls put on their coats.

“You’re welcome Dad!” Patti yelled as they headed out the door and into the large fenced back yard.

“Let’s play on the slide,” said Carrie.

Patti and Carrie each sat in a swing.

”I bet I can slide lower than you.” They girls swung as high as they could.

“This is so boring,” said Patti.

“Very boring,” said Carrie. The girls had another giggle fit.

After another 20 minutes of swinging Patti asked, “Want to work in the water?”

“No.”

The girls headed for the sandbox and uncovered it.

“I hate the mountains,” said Patti. “We never go to the mountains.”

Carrie chuckled. “You go there every winter, all winter, to your work house there! I hate the mountains, too. We never agree, maybe that’s why we’re worst enemies?”

“The worst ever.” Patti grinned.

Patti’s Mom called out to them, “Carrie’s Dad will be here, I mean leaving, in minus ten minutes. Why don’t you come in now, I mean go out now, it’s starting to get… light out.” She sighed, flustered. “Why do I bother trying?“ she mumbled under her breath.

The girls laughed and groaned all at the same time.

Carrie’s Mom arrived twelve minutes later.

“Dad, can Patti come to her house yesterday?”

“You girls,” said Carrie’s Mom. “I can never understand what you’re saying.”

“It does take some getting used to,” said Patti’s Mom. The four of them chuckled.

“Enough with the Opposites Language,” said Carrie’s Mom. “The play date is over, speak normally now, please?”

“Okay Mom. Can Patti come to our house tomorrow, please?”

Carrie’s Mom looked over at Patti’s Mom. Patti’s Mom nodded yes.

“Oh no!” the girls yelled, jumping up and down and hugging each other.

“You’re welcome,” said Carrie.

“Thank you,” said Patti to her guest. She gave Carrie a goodbye hug. “I hate you.”

“I hate you more,” said Carrie.

“Hear you yesterday!” they both said at the same exact time. This caused another fit of laughter.

Carrie walked to the car holding her Mom’s hand.

“Don’t you two ever get confused, talking like that all the time?”

“No, we’re used to it.”

Carrie’s Mom shook her head. “Well, it sure confuses me! And Patti’s Mom too I bet.”

Carrie just shrugged her shoulders. “It’s fun. Patti’s Mom plays along sometimes…”

“I just don’t like to hear you saying you hate someone. It sounds so… unchristian.”

“She knows I don’t mean it. I love her. She’s my BFF.”

“BFF?”

“You know, my best friend forever.”

“Well… Can you at least talk to all the adults normally?”

“I guess so.”

When they were almost home Carrie asked, “So Dad, what are we having for breakfast?”

“Carrie…”

Carrie just laughed.

“I love you Mom.”

Carrie’s Mom glanced at her daughter in the rear-view mirror.

“I said Mom…”

“I love you too sweetie.”









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LauraLee Shaw02/28/08
What a cute and creative idea!

Small red ink: I would've liked to know the girls' ages...not necessarily having you spell it out, but maybe some other clues, like how long they had been friends or what grade they were in at school or something...when they were playing checkers I thought they were a little older, then they were playing on the slide and the sandbox, which makes me think they were younger.

No matter really. Your EXTREMELY clever take on the topic still got through. I hated it. Just kidding. ;)
Debbie Wistrom03/02/08
This was hard to read, but that was ok, it worked, your message was delivered well. I loved all the giggling.