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Crazy Doctors Operating On Some Guy
Joan: Hurry, Dr. James!
James: Never, Joan!
Joan: The clock is ticking, see?!
James: Shut up, Joan!
Joan: Nooo! This patient will die if you don't hurry!
James: (Hands Joan the knife) Hand me the knife, Mrs.Jojo Smee!
Joan/Mrs.Jojo Smee: How did you find out my real name?!
James: The patient told me. But it's okay, because my real name is...Darth Vador!
Joan/Mrs.Jojo Smee: Nooo! (Falls over and dies)
James/Darth Vador: (Laughs) I have killed another one! (Laughs)
THE END!
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Well, What do you think? I don't think I like it. It's not long enough. Maybe if I wrote a little bit more i could have it performed on Broadway. Think about it...who doesn't want to see Darth Vador dance? Maybe I should wait till I'm older.
Maybe I should quit making my plays so wierd. No one seems to like them. Then again, did Shakespeare care about what people thought? Actually, I don't know if he did or not.
Today I read Zoe's story about her grandma. In a way, it sort of makes me jelous. She a lot better of as writer than me. This is what she wrote:
My Grandma By Zoe
Granny rocks. I love her. She is cool.
Sigh. I wish I was that good of a writer. I couldn't write that in a million years.
Everyone always says that I'm wierd. Goergine says that I'm different than all of the other second grade kids. She says that imaginary friends and claiming to be afraid of quotation markes isn't normal. I'll admit that it isn't normal, but the only reason I make up stuff like that is to see peoples' reactions. You see, a while back I made a joke about having an imaginary friend. Fred said that that was creepy, so I created a whole colony of them. Then Mom asked why I don't use quotation markes, so I made the joke that I was afraid of them. Georgine told me that it was was odd, so I stuck to the story. I have an odd sense of humor, don't I?
This is what I love about being seven. You get away with saying and doing crazy things. I have to go now. Fred and his girlfriend are talking outside. I need to make sure that she notices his acne.
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