OK it's my

Chatterbox: Inkwell

OK it's my

OK it's my first time writing in a "Round Robin Story" so here goes.

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As Sydney entered the cool depths of her uncle's manor she wished that she was back at her little hut to take care of the little orphan kitten.  She desperately wished she was not crossing the rough stone floor and she dreaded sitting down to a table with her cruel aunt and uncle. Cautiosly, Sydney poked her head into the cavernous dining room.  Quickly scanning the room she saw nothing out of the ordinary, nothing that would suggest why she had been asked, no demanded, to have dinner with her caretakers. 

"Well come in girl stop, skulking around!"  The shrill voice of Sydney's aunt pierced the gloom.  Sighing, Sydney walked to her chair and slid onto the hard wood.  Her aunt and uncle were eating, not taking any notice of her.  Reaching for the large tureen of stew in front of her, Sydney ladled out a generous serving for herself and began to eat.  For a long peroid of time all that could be heard was the slurping of stew.  Then, Sydney's uncle, whose name was Robert (though she called him Squint), dried his mouth on his napkin and addressed her.

"Sydney, my wife tells me that you have not been paying attention to your work lately." Then Squint said, "No, no objections.  And this is bad not only because we expect you to work and by slacking you are disobying us, but also because laziness is not a good quality in a wife."

"What?" Sydney gasped. "You've given my hand in marriage without my consent? "

"No consent was needed," Sydney's aunt piped up. "He is a very nice gentlemen by the name of Rothington."

"By nice do you mean rich?" asked Sydney disgustedly.

"Well, of course" said the Squint.

And of course a fight followed soon afterward.  It ended in the wee hours of the morning when Sydney's aunt, tired from the shouting match ordered Sydney, "Leave at once you ungrateful girl!"

Well I will leave, thought Sydney. I will run away; that will show them to arrange a marriage for me.

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I hope you like my addition.

submitted by Fire Bird, age n/a, anywhere USA
(January 30, 2009 - 9:55 pm)

As they munched the bread, Renardo appeared in deep thought. Finally he spoke. The tone of voice he used made Sydney recognize he was very serious.

Okay, sorry. I'm feeling very lazy right now... I simply cannot start writing some big thing about Renardo, who always talks FOREVER, because I would not have the strength to write anything decent. Sorry... let's just pretend I'm leaving it at that because of suspense reasons.

submitted by Mary W., age 11, Bordentown, NJ
(February 12, 2009 - 6:22 pm)

"Sydney"  He took a few deep breaths "I had lied to you about part of my life, some of it's real though."  "Why did you lie to me?"  Sydney asked in a confused tone.  "becouse..."

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I don't want to put any important parts in either, i'm just not good at writing serious stuff.  When I try it gets kinda corny.  I thinkthat someone else might have an idea for the serious thing.I'm lazy too, thats part of the reason.

submitted by Meadow, age 11, IL
(February 24, 2009 - 1:26 pm)

To put it to the front so that Kit Kat can findit.

submitted by Meadow , age 11, IL
(April 2, 2009 - 6:12 pm)