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=Exposition/Inciting Incident= When I was a young girl I danced all the time. I danced day and night, whether I was sick or not. There was a girl that I met when I was three years old at Nicole's Broadway Studio. I could still smell the fresh paint of that studio that day. I walked into the dance room and I noticed this little girl standing all by herself. Her name was Brady Murray, and we became instant buddies. We danced and danced and laughed a whole lot. Brady was a tiny little girl with straight brown hair. So straight it was like a vertical line. Brady has chocolate brown eyes like Hershey kisses. Brady was short like me. Brady would always where a pink fuzzy leotard and a soft tutu. I always wore the same outfit to match her but mine was orange. My mother looked high and low to find a dance outfit in orange. She finally found one and specially ordered it for me. I looked like a orange, but I admit I was cute. I definitely stood out a lot. Everyone loved Brady and my leotard. "Brady said, we are going to be best friends forever." "I said that we will forever and ever." "Brady responded, we are going to be like sisters." "I exclaimed, yes forever with no fights."

WHY DID YOU LOVE DANCING SO MUCH? WHAT DOES THE STUDIO LOOK LIKE? INSTEAD OF STARTING EACH SENTENCE WITH "BRADY" HOW ABOUT YOU TRY USINGA DIFFERENT LETTER OF THE ALPHABET. WHAT IS THE PROBLEM OF YOUR STORY. REMEMBER THE INCITING INCIDENT BRINGS INTHE PROBLEM OF THE STORY.

=Rising Action= After we first meet, Brady and I where like white on rice. We became instant friends and hung out everyday and basically every night. We were so compatible we never got into any fights and I mean never. We always agreed with each other, never yelled at each other and treated each other with respect. Our parents where shocked at us because we acted just like sisters but without fights. My mom loved us being together because she doesn't have to deal with me. Everyday when I woke up I would always get a phone call from her saying, "Good Morning", that call she gave me was very early in the morning. When one of us was sick the other would call to make sure she was O.K. Even though we were only little, we remembered each others phone numbers and called constantly. In school we would always do everything together, read a book, go on the swings, run around the playground and even go to the bathroom together. When we were outside we would hear our other friends yelling, screaming, laughing but we never separated. Even the teachers would say we were like sisters. The teachers liked us being together but not talking during school so we won't get in trouble. Brady and I would always love to go to school together because we see each other more. Brady and I started to grow up and our friendship became even tighter. Brady and I love to go to the mall most weekends and love to go to Star Bucks. We both always order the vanilla bean shake with a rice crispy treat. By the age of 11 years old, it seems that Brady knew everything about me, what my favorite color, my favorite food, my birthday and even knows all the names of my cousins. Brady and I have so many inside jokes and we do so many random things together. Our jokes that we have are really weird, they are funny though. Brady and I still love to dress up in furry scarves and laugh all the time. Brady and I would dress up evey time we would hangout. Brady and my relationships are so strong that we do whatever floats our boat. We don't care if people are jealous of our friendship because that's just how we role. "Brady would always say I laugh for no reason." "I responded, thanks for the compliment!"

WHAT DO YOU MEAN "WHITE ON RICE?" WHAT DID YOU DO WHEN YOU HUNG OUT? DESCRIBE THE SETTING. WHAT DO YOU MENA THAT YOUR "MOM WOULD NOT HAVE TO DEAL IWHT YOU?" DESCRIBE YOUR SETTINGS. REMEMBER THE JOB OF THE RISING ACTION IS TO HAVE 3 MINI STORIES THAT HAVE A BEGINNING, MIDDLE AND END.

=Climax= I woke up one dark stormy night to the wind blowing and the trees shaking and hitting my window like a bulldozer. I was shaking under my covers! The wind blew in my room because my window was slightly opened. My curtains where blowing like a twister in a circle. The mist came in up my spine down my arms, it gave me huge chills and I was frightened I had this horrible dream like something was going to happen, something terrible. I couldn't go back to sleep! I was so scared that a continued to check every minute to see if someone or something was at my bedroom door watching me. I was constantly slapping myself to see if it was a dream or real life. I was like a dog watching his house and no one would come on his yard. In the morning, I couldn't stop thinking what my dream was about. I couldn't take it. I had to call Brady. Ring, ring, ring, and ring a ling a ling, the phone was pounding in my ear like my little brother yelling and screaming. "Hello, said Brady."' "Hi Brady it's me." "Do you want to come over today? I have something to tell you." "Okay I'll ask my mom." "MOM!! Yelled Brady, Can I go over Sadie's house?" "Sure you can! I will drop you off in a little, said Mrs. Murray." Mrs. Murray is really small; she has chocolate brown eyes just like Brady's. She put so much hair spray in everyday, not one piece of hair would be flying out. After our phone call, Brady was right at my front door. Brady came in and I said lets go to my room! "What do you want to tell me?!" I mumbled, 'I had a bad dream last night." "That's all you wanted to tell me," replied Brady! "I was just kidding," she said. "I know, I know." "What was your dream about," said Brady." "I really can't tell you about it because it's so confusing!" "I know something is going to happen, something bad" I said. "Let's go watch T.V. and forget about my dream." We both ran down my stairs and ran to my T.V. room. We jumped on the couch at the same time and plopped down together. We got pillows to snuggle up with and some Oreo's and milk to watch a movie. A funny movie of course! The "Epic movie". We both would always have a race that who could eat the inside of an Oreo the fastest and then dunk the outside into the milk. The Oreo's always are soft on the inside and crunchy on the outside. Well, eventually Brady had to go home but we asked our parents for a sleepover. Brady needed cloths so she left and returned about an hour later. Her eyes were filled with tears and red. I asked her what was wrong; she began to stuttered that her grandma died. I grabbed Brady and gave her a huge hug. I knew Brady's grandma had cancer and she was very sick. "I asked Brady why you aren't home with your family home with your family." "Brady said, you are part of my family and I know you could help me and make me feel better." Brady was always there for me when my grandmother died. She supported me when I was really sad, when I needed a shoulder or a hand. She drove to long island to support my family and me! That's why I can call her my best friends forever. So now I know I have to stay by her side when she is down and give her a shoulder and a hand. I thought of my dream last night and I do remember that I did hear crying and it sounded just like Brady when she cries. I was terrified about the dream and I was thinking and thinking what happened. I think I forgot half of my dream. That one dream was bothering me day and night. I tried to go to bed but I kept on thinking!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

WHAT DOES SADIE'S ROOM LOOK LIKE? EXPLAIN THE IMPORTANCE OF WHAT SADIE WANTED TO TELL BRADY. WHAT MADE SADIE CHANGE HER MIND FROM TELLING BRADY? WHAT DOES THE T.V. ROOM LOOK LIKE? YOU SHIFT YOUR FOCUS FROM SADIE TO BRADY; DID SADIE REALLY HAVE A PROBLEM? DID BRADY TELL ABOUT A SPECIAL TIME SHE SHARED WITH HER GRANDMA? WHAT DID HER GRANDMA LOOK LIKE? WHY DID YOU DRIVE TO LONG ISLAND? WHERE DID YOU GO? DESCRIBE THE DREAM. WHAT WERE YOU THINKING ABOUT (IT'S A BIT CONFUSING KEEPING WHO BRADY IS AND WHO SADIE IS; CAN YOU TRY TO CLARIFY THIS)?

=Falling Action= I was just staring into my vanilla rice crispies, something was extremely wrong with me. I could hear them crackle, snap, and pop while I poured the sugar and milk in. Brady had left without saying goodbye; she had to go see her grandfather and her cousins. She left around 6:30 a.m. in the morning. I was feeling this horrible pain inside me. It hurts and I don't know why. I think it's because of Brady, I have never seen her hurt that way. It was so scary. I think the pain was bigger than me. Brady always said goodbye or see you soon, she never left without saying anything. I realized that I was feeling her pain I know that I need to support her. I was snapped out of my thoughts when my mom starts walking down the stairs. Creek! Crack! Creek! "Sadie are you down there?" "Yes mom!" "Sadie I need to talk to you" "What, I really don't want to talk O.K." "Sadie it's about my best friend when we were young." My mom grabbed a chair and sat right next to me. I had a friend named Jackie she had blonde hair just like you. Blue eyes as blue as the sky. We met at school and we became best friends. Jackie and I started hanging out and began to have sleepovers. We were only 5 years old and the amazing thing was we never got home sick because we felt like we were at home. We did the same exact things you and Brady did when you guys were younger and your age now. It was about your age when something happened. Jackie had just left my house and she was driving home with her mom. There was a drunk driver and his car hit her car. The car was all beat up; the metal door was ripped off the side along with a wheel. I was just making a Valentine's Day card for her, when I heard it on the news because my father was watching it. I threw the paper off the table and ran into the TV room. The news anchor said, there was a horrible accident that happened today on Grove Street. There was a mother and young child in a Mercedes Benz that was involved in the accident. Oh my god, I thought that is the same car that Jackie's mom drives. The news story went on to state that the girl is badly injured and was taken to the local hospital. But the mother didn't survive. The news report did not tell the names of the victims but I was shacking thinking that was Mrs.O'Connell and Jackie. I asked my dad if that was her and he was telling me to stop that because it isn't her, Mrs. O'Connell is a safe driver and always looks out for other drivers. I thought it was her because it was the next street over and it was the same car. Soon after that frightening news cast, I ate dinner, took a shower and went right to bed. I started to hear my mom talking on the phone. I really couldn't hear so I went to the top of the stairs were no one could see me. My mom just started to break down in tears. She DIED screamed my mom. My father ran and grabbed her. Who did? Mrs.O'Connell. No, screamed my father. I started to shake, I felt like I was going to pass out I was so dizzy. Mrs. O'Connell died and I began to cry. I can't believe it! She was like a second mother to me; our families were really close because of me and Jackie. My father asked how, how did this happen? A drunk driver hit there car it was horrible my mother responded. My father starting crying more. How is Jackie? She is serious condition but we don't know anymore than that. She can't feel her arms and her legs. I started to cry and cry I couldn't take it! I couldn't go to bed that night. I heard my mom throw our new phone to the ground with a lot of anger. I was so scared and sad. My parents hurd me crying and knew that I had overheard my mom's phone call. All of us were crying so much that our eyes were as red as a cherry. My mom came up to my room. I could hear her walking up because I heard the floor creaking and cracking. "Sweetie" said my mother in a crying voice. "Are you o.k.?" "UMMM, WHAT DO YOU THINK???" "Mrs.O'Connell died??" "Yes, she got in a really bad accident with Jackie." "Is Jackie dead?!?!?!?!!?" "No, but she is badly injured." my mom said calmly "Where is she?!?" "She is at the hospital.." I want to go see her in the morning right away, I exclaimed! My mother took me in the morning and let me buy her flowers and cards. We drove 2 hours away because Mr.O'Connell wanted her to be in the best hospital. I walked into the hospital and immediately this horrible smell overtook me. It smelt like rubber gloves and yucky tasting medicine. "Can I help you?" This sweet lady replied "Yes, can I have the room number of Jackie O'Connell?" "Surely, one second pleases." "134, she is in." "Ok, thank you." I walked real slow down the hall like a turtle. I started to get really dizzy and felt sick. I didn't know what to do when I got into the room. I had millions of things going threw my head. I started counting the room numbers and began toI get closer and closer 130,131,132,133,134. I was right outside the door, room 134. I looked threw the door window and I saw Jackie just lying in the bed like a sack of of rotten potatoes. I grabbed the door handle with my sweaty sticky hand, twisting it and walking in. I went up to the bed and she was asleep. She had scars all over her face, bruises on both of her eyes, her nose was broke and a was pushed to the side. "Jackie?" "Ya!" she groaned in pain. " I brought you cards, balloons and flowers" "Thank you, Jessica." "You're welcome. I will always be here for you as a tear drop came running down the side of my face." " Don't cry, I can't stand to see you cry." " I'm fine." I spent two hours in that room talking to Jackie. I had to leave because she had to get a bath to stop infections from setting in. When I left I could not help to think that life is to short and you never know what tomorrow begins. I was lucky I didn't lose Jackie that day. I ask the doctor how long will Jackie recover and the doctor said 6 MONTHS. "Sadie." said my mother. " Yes" I mumbled I needed to tell you about my friend and her mother so you would have an understanding of how important it is to be there for each other. You have to support Brady though her difficult time because that is what I did for Jackie. Brady will need your love and support just like Jackie had from me." " I will, I said." " I will make her so many cards." " Not just cards, you need to be there for her too, my mom said."

AT FIRST IT WAS A LITTLE DIFFICULT TO UNDERSTAND THAT SADIE'S MOM WAS TELLING SADIE A STORY. IT BECAME UNDERSTANDABLE AT THE END. WHAT CAN YOU DO TO CLARIFY TO THE READER THAT SADIE'S MOM IS SPEAKING? GREAT USE OF DESCRIPTION HERE.

=Resolution= "Brady, will you always be here for me: even when were older?" "Of course, I will always have your back!" "Thank you. You’re the best." Friendships come and go but this friendship with Brady will last forever. After my mom told me that story I supported Brady 24/7. I never will see her go away from me. Brady and I stay by each others sides. After that day I never backstabbed, betrayed, and disappointed her. Still before that I didn't do any of those things to her any ways. I realized that she was a very important thing to me. Brady took a half of my heart and I took half of hers. I will never let go of her. When I sat down on my bed one early evening I thought, I thought of friendship. I thought of the meaning of friendship. Friendship, friends, and sisters theirs a lot in common, close to the heart. Friends, friendship, sisters, that is something you need to cherish and hold on real tight to them and never let go. Friends are always by each others sides and stand up for each other. That's why someone blessed me with Brady, always to have a shoulder to cry on or to have support on. We will be together always and forever. We will be by each others sides when we are 100 years old. I can still remember those young old days of us laughing and screaming. I love her to death. I will always remember the one and only day forever and ever and ever, the day we met. This experience has made me a better person and helped me make better decisions with my friends. Soul-mates are people who bring out the best in you. They are not perfect but are always perfect for you.

WHERE WERE YOU WHEN YOU ASKED BRADY THIS QUESTION? DESCRIBE THE SETTING. REMEMBER FORMAL LANGUAGE; IS 24/7 APPROPRIATE?