Vixie (cont.)

I started to walk back to my room, but stopped.

“No, tell me what I can’t know.” My parents looked at each other. I could tell they were thinking about it.

“Vixie, get your jacket and meet me in the garage.” Said my dad. So I got my jacket and put on my shoes. It was kind of cold outside.

Once I was at the garage, I started feeling excited. I walked inside to find my dad standing in the middle of the cold concrete floor. He took a remote out of his pocket, and pushed a button. Everything started to spin… literally. The walls spun around revealing screens, weapons, buttons, and some machines. To this day, my favorite machine is the one that makes fake IDs and passports. Anyways, I walked around looking at all the cool stuff. Then I got to a dusty bookshelf. I pulled out a book that had the title The Life of a CoveOps Agent.

“Now that book you are holding, is the simplest way to describe what me and your mother do for work.”

“You guy are spies!” I was so astonished. Questions immediately filled my brain. “Can you do karate? Do you see the world? How long is an average mission?”

“Vixie, settle down”

“Is there even more cool gadgets?”

“Vixie!”

“Will I be a spy too?” that question made him look at me concerned. Then he looked at me and said, “If you think you can handle it.” He smiled. I smiled. Then we laughed,  and went inside.

Vixie

Have you ever wondered what really is out in the world? I certainly have, but you would think I haven’t even wondered that. Mainly because, well, I’m a spy in training… kind of. I’ll never forget the story about how I came to know my parents true job, the story that started it all. Perhaps you want to hear the story? Of course you do.

Well, it all started with a simple “Good night, Vixie” that my mom told me when I went to bed. I slumped down the hallway to my room, to give the impression that I really was tired, and going to bed. I was pretty confident that they believed me.

Once I was in my room, I slipped into some pajama pants and a tang top. I got into bed and listened for the TV channel to change to the local news.

After the weatherman came on, I counted to 30 and quietly slipped out from under my warm covers. My body told my mind that it wanted the warm comforter back, but I resisted. 

I knew my parents would be sitting on the couch watching for any breaking news. I also knew that there was a floorboard in the hallway that creaked every time you stepped on it.  I knew the exact location of it, but it was hard to get around it without being seen or heard. Only one side of the hallway was completely dark with shadows. Usually I just stayed in the shadows just before the squeaky floorboard, but tonight was different, my parents were talking about… me.

“Mason, I don’t think she is ready yet. We can’t tell her.” I don’t know about most girls, but at that moment I needed to get closer.

“We might never have a chance like this again. Rachel she has to know.”

I stood up knowing full well that they still wouldn’t be able to see me. The shadows are really thick in the hallway. I crept closer. An eerie creek filled the house. I looked down. How could I have been so sloppy? I had just stepped on the bad floorboard. I looked back up. My parents were looking in my direction.

“Go to bed Vixie.”

Find out what happens to Vixie next week. Until next time, keep your mind wide open!

Curiosity

A sight of wonder is towering over us. Beautiful is the sight of a stunning full moon. Mixed with the suspicious cry of the great wolf, calling to his friend. I sit there wondering what I did to deserve the chance to see such a gorgeous view. Why should I be able to experience this wonderful scene? With the ruff wind tossing my hair, I walk towards the immensely huge trees above. At the tree line I stop.

“What’s in there?” I asked myself. I have never had the courage to pass the first tree. I take one more step. Suddenly a howl fills the cold, dark, tasteless air. Once again my fear takes over. Taking a step back I see the enormous, beautiful full moon once again. Questions fill my curious mind once again. In amazement of the wonderful full moon I take five steps closer into the trees, and all life in it. Buzzing in my ear, a mosquito tries to taste the blood from my skin. I wander into the tall towering trees. Another howl rings through the sky. Clinging to a tree’s wide trunk, I think about going back. I look back at the mesmerizing moon, and take a few more steps.

By now I’ve been walking for at least 5 minutes. The trees start to thin as a clearing comes into sight. I decided I have walked far enough, for it was dark and I did not want to get lost. I find a break in a thick tree and settle in that spot. I pull out my notebook and pencils out of the pocket on the inside of my jacket to jot down some thoughts. Another howl slices through the air, but this time it was chased by different howls. I look up from my work stopping the dancing my pencil was doing across my paper. Running across the clearing was a pack of wolfs. The last one stopped and sniffed the air. The clearing wasn’t that big but if it started at me I could climb up into my tree as high as I could go. The beautiful animal stopped in mid sniff. Putting my notebook and pencil into my jacket I got prepared to start climbing. I found a hole that would fit my jacket. The wolf turned its sleek head. Frozen from the sight of the gleaming eyes. Turned into a steam locomotive, my heart was racing across the country. The wolf finally ran after its family. I now go to that clearing every full moon to see my mystery friend. To this day I still wonder why the wolf stops to see me

Welcome

Hello people, and welcome to Sierra's Creative Corner. This is my first blog. So, here is a little about myself. I was born in 1999, I have an older sister, and younger brother. Also my favorite thing to do is write stories. That's what I will be doing for you. As much as possible, I will have a new story for you all. Until next time, keep your mind wide open.