I don’t often post twice in one day, but I am today.
This is a short story I wrote for a Valentine’s Day writing contest. The theme is “Oh, Guilty Heart!”
DON’T BREAK THE BED
by Maria Antonia
Word Count 214
Kira had the best Grammy in the whole world. And she was here to visit!
Kira jumped out of bed and sprinted to Grammy’s room. She opened the door and made a flying leap…
“Goodness,” Grammy cried. “Don’t break the bed.”
Kira grinned. Grammy always said that.
The next morning, Kira waltzed to Grammy’s room. She opened the door and made a flying leap…
“Don’t break the bed!” Grammy cried, laughing.
The morning after that, Kira tiptoed to Grammy’s room. She opened the door and made a flying leap…
“Don’t break the—”
Rattle! Whomp! Clunk!
Kira’s mouth dropped open. She couldn’t look at Grammy.
She dashed from the room. Grammy always told her not to break the bed. And she had done it at last.
Kira slipped into her secret spot behind the couch. She swallowed. Grammy must hate her now.
“Kira?” It was Grammy.
As her face popped into view, Kira’s lip quivered. Grammy dropped something on Kira’s lap. It was a tiny candy heart.
“For my special Valentine,” Grammy said.
“But I broke the bed.”
Kira sniffed. “Can we fix it?”
Grammy smiled and held out her hand.
Kira climbed out and gave Grammy a big hug.
She always knew she had the best Grammy in the whole world.
Note: There’s a little backstory to this… This is something my own grandmother would always say to me when she would come to visit. And yes, I would wake up super early, take a flying leap, and land right next to my grandmother. I’m pretty sure she loved it.
Unlike Kira, I never did end up breaking the bed. But I always kind of wondered what would have happened if I did…