The thong tree

By Cheyenne

 

So here I am being screamed at in a big oak tree picking off colorful thongs. Hot pink, rainbows, monkeys, cats, and see threw. My aunts screaming voice sound so scratchy, like an old lady screaming at you to stop petting her cats. I smell something terrible as I pick up the next thong. It was too horrible to tell you, so maybe I’ll just tell you the story.
Leo and my aunt have got into it again-this time about a sports car they had saw at Toys R Us. Leo didn’t get his way so he had a fit, no a BIG FIT. So big it has me climbing a tree so tall! Plus I’m a big cry baby when it comes to heights! I glanced at him as we sat in his room. His frown turned upside up while his eyes squinted evilly. His yellow stained teeth started to show. Then a big burst of evil laughter. “I’m not in this evil scheme of yours this time Leo. So long little one.” I tried to get out of his room filed with hatred and mean thoughts, but that didn’t work out to good. “That’s what you think Cheyenne.” The little monster got up and grabbed me by my collar of my shirt. “You know Leo; I don’t understand why you get me to do all of your evil stuff!”” “You weren’t, but thanks so much for offering!” “One of these days, one of these days, Leo!” “I’ll throw in sweet green money?” Leo had a little doggy piggy bank and his own bank account full of quarters, dimes, pennies, and nickels. Auntie Tammy tells me it has at least seven hundred or eight hundred dollars in it. He was supposed to be saving up for college. “Fine, so what’s the plot Mr. Criminal?” He started laughing cruelly again with sweat dripping down his chin from all the excitement. He was in his little superman costume added with his 2004 Halloween vampire teeth, which by the way looked a lot better than his regular teeth. “Today we plant the thong tree!” Take these.” He handed me a pair of gloves and a walkie talkie. “Bye.” He said calmly as he was shoving me out the door. “Now go get the thongs out of the dresser little doggy.” You little dumb head!! You know my grandma does the same thing to me on Christmas night all the time. “Do I have like a lot of germs or something?! I yelled through the door.
The walkie talkie beeps immediately. I press a lime green button that continuously flashes. “Yes Leo, I just walked out the door, is it really that important?” “Um, no not really, but for my hunger it is.” I cut his sentence off and open back the door and throw the walkie talkie at him. “Do you want to do this stupid stuff!?” “No.” “I didn’t think so, so go get you some food, got it!?” “Fine.” He tosses me back the walkie talkie and it jams my finger. “Oww you dummy!”
“BBBAAANNNGGG!!” “Sorry Tiara, I’m just practicing my football!! “WELL STOP LEO!” He was lying. I had to bang Auntie Tammy’s door to get it unlocked it’s a little trick Leo taught me how to do when her door gets locked all the time. The door opens very slowly. The air runs down my legs and up to my ears. I see a dresser on the left hand side. I grab twenty thongs and start running to the door. Suddenly I hear someone coming up the stairs.
I run under the bed faster than a roadrunner. There were sheets underneath so stupid head me decides to cover up with those sheets, so Auntie Tammy won’t see any part of my body. I see my Aunt’s feet go into the bathroom. I stay under there for a short moment to make sure the coast is clear. Then I smell a strange, nasty scent. My mind took a rewind as the smells particles dance around in my nose. This is what my mind remembers; one time Leo’s mom (Auntie Tammy) had got her a new boyfriend, and so Leo hated him because it wasn’t his dad. Fudge, Leo’s pug, had bad diarrhea that day. Leo decide that he was going to let fudge poop all over Auntie Tammy’s boyfriend’s bed sheets. He laid them out and Fudge did very gross things, or I should say he laid very gross things. Well it is too nasty to tell you, but I can tell you this; I was now lying in two month old dog poop. I got up from underneath the bed and hopped. I figured if I rubbed it off, it would smear everywhere. As I am hopping, Auntie Tammy opens the bathroom door.
So yes, my aunt caught me and Leo. She made me climb the tree and take down 10 of the thongs that were thrown up there earlier by Leo. So after all that yelling and Leo lying and blaming it all on me, I and Leo’s underwear were really up there.