Carol

My neighbor Carol is OLD. Sometimes I think she has a youth elixir that keeps her living. I also think she is part amphibian. Once it was around eighty degrees out and she was wearing a long sleeve shirt, a sweater, a jacket, and a coat outside. Carol is also creepy. She stands outside on the edge of her lawn and stares at us freakily as we ride by on our bikes with that vulture stature. You know, the hunched shoulders, that evil look in her eye. I can see her as a witch, boiling things like rats' teeth and snake bones in a cauldron in her basement. She has even given us some apples that looked like they had been through some sort of horrific science experiments! Carol sneaks up on people too. Once my sister Bethany was minding her own business coloring with chalk when she heard, "Yawant some grapes?" in that gravelly tone of hers. Carol had snuck up on her once again. I hope her youth elixir runs out soon.


                                                                              by Abigail Strong