The Weirdo

 

Hana Jacobs

 

I stared out my window. There was some thing strange about my new neighbor, Miss Stella Frella. Miss Frella’s car had flowers, weeds and grass growing out of it! She also owned a zebra! She taped her door shut. She had a rope hanging out her window. When she wanted to go outside, she climbed down the rope! It was winter; Miss Frella put a gigantic hot tub outside and swam in it! She sure is weird, I thought.

The next day, the door bell rung; it was Miss Frella. She was wearing sunglasses, flip-flops, shorts and a Hawaiian shirt.

“Hi ya’ll; my name is Miss Stella Frella,” Miss Frella paused for a moment. “But you can call me Miss Frella.”

“Hi; nice to meet you; my name is Rich Jacobs.” said my dad. “And this is Hana, my daughter.”

“Nice to meet you.” said Miss Frella in a strange accent. After she left I ran to my room and looked out the window. What was she going to do now?  The door bell rung. What does that weirdo want now? I thought, annoyed.

“Hana, it’s Chloe!” called my mom. Whew! It was Chloe. “Hi, Hana!” said Chloe.

“Hi; don’t you think Miss Frella is the weirdest person ever?”I whispered. Chloe nodded her head.      

 “Let’s spy on her.” I said, grinning evilly. Chloe smiled. We tip-toed to Miss Frella’s house. We looked into her window. That Weirdo is doing something crazy! She was painting her toilet, zebra stripes!  

“I’ve got an idea. Let’s invite her to a barbecue and see what she eats.” I whispered.

“Okay; let’s get roast beef, raw meat and rotten chocolate at the super market. We asked my dad and mom if we could go to the super market. We also asked   if we could have a barbecue and invite Miss Frella over. They said yes! We went to the super market and bought roast beef, raw meat, chocolate and vegetables; (my mom made me buy the veggies.)  After we bought all of the food, we put rotten strawberries on the chocolate and invited Miss Frella over.

“Excuse me, Miss Frella; we’re having a barbecue; do you want to come?” asked Chloe.

“Sure I would.” said Miss Frella.

So, we had the barbecue; we asked if she wanted meat, she said:

“I’ll take the raw meat.” We gave her the raw meat and she ate it without saying, Yuck! We watched in amazement. After the barbecue, Chloe I had a sleepover.

“Did you see how she ate the raw meat?” I asked Chloe. Chloe nodded. The next day Chloe and I played on the swings. We played: Who could jump off the farthest. It was my turn. I jumped off the swings and …………… landed on my arm.

“Owwwwwwwww!” I screamed.

“I’ll go get Miss Frella; my mom isn’t home, neither is yours, right?” asked Chloe. I nodded my head. Chloe went and got Miss Frella.

“Oh dear,” said Miss Frella. “I’ll carry you to the hospital.” Miss Frella picked me up and carried to the hospital. When we got to the hospital, she set me on a waiting chair and went to the front desk.

“Excuse me, mam, my neighbor fell on her arm and hurt it really badly.” she said.

“You’ll have to fill out forms while we take her to the X-ray.” aid the lady at the front desk. Then she called a nurse nearby that was with a wheel chair. After the X-ray, we went home.

“Are you okay?’ asked Miss Frella. I nodded my  head. My cast was heavy. Dr. Dramel gave me a sling so my cast won’t be so heavy. After Miss Frella went home, Chloe and started talking.

“Don’t you think  Miss Frella is nice? She carried me to the hospital; I think she’s now nice.” I said.

“Yeah,” said Chloe. Me and Chloe went home.

“What happened to you?”  asked my dad pointing to my arm. I told him how I fell off the swings and Miss Frella took me to  the hospital. Now I decided Miss Frella was nice. I can live with her next door. I’ll be fine; unless…. Another weirdo moves next door. I won’ t be fine.

 

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