The Special Visitor

This is the short story I wrote in writing class. Hope you like it!

I was sitting on my bed, looking out the window, watching dogs play in the dog park. There is a little Pomeranian chasing a bulldog. I watch as they played, running around and jumping  up and down. My bedroom spread out around me. My walls were painted a light shade of blue and purple. My bed is in the corner of the room, right beside the windowsill. My desk is right next to my bed. My desk was cluttered with folders and lip balms. Above my desk, there are 3 shelves. Pictures and awards sit on the shelves. “They look so lonely up there,” I thought. Then, what I had been waiting for. The doorbell rang.

I knew who it was. I went rushing to the door eager to get to the door quicker than my sister. I ran as if my life depended on it. This was the day that Sarah was going to babysit us. I was wearing my favorite red bracelet and my Makos t-shirt. On my legs, I wore my favorite pink leggings. I opened to door and hugged her. I just loved that feeling. The feeling of having the whole day ahead of me, with my favorite person ever. I looked up and her eyes stretched on her face. Her cheeks slowly turned a bright shade of pink. She had a goofy smile on her face. I recognized this facial expression. This was the face that she made when she was excited. My mind went racing. My mind overflowed with ideas about what we should do today. Sarah was one step ahead of me. “Lets go to sprinkles,” she said.