Ransom Note Story

We were told in class to make a story about a ransom note. This is mine. It is the first draft, so it needs more work. But, yeah(:

Tapping my hand around my cubby, I felt a piece of paper. I grabbed it and read the note: "If you're looking for Mr. Snuggles, he is gone! If you ever want to see him again, meet me at the Sandbox tomorrow, 8 am. But, that's not all, my friend!! I want two sticks of Double Bubble gum, five chocolate chip cookies, and 1 fruit punch Kool-Aid juice box. Be there or be square...and, I know you'll be there. But, you better be alone, or Mr. Snuggles will become Mr. Stuffing!!!"


I grabbed my sack and ran into the cold afternoon. Tears stung my cheeks. Where was I ever going to get all these items by tomorrow morning? I...I...I need Mr. Snuggles!!! I can't tell my mommy, or she'll come with me...and...and...I don't want Mr. Stuffing!


I decided to attempt getting these items somehow. So, instead of walking home, I detoured to CALL ME THRIFTY, the gas station near my house and found over $3.67 on the ground, in a matter of 5 hours...well, I had a $1.50 of that already, and asked a man for some change...but, I still found over $1.00 around the store! As I ventured inside, I noticed two men screaming at each other. They used "no-no" words, and were very upset. I tried to zone them out, just like I do to mommy, and look for the important stuff.


I passed the angry men, and went towards the coolers. I reached into the fridge and grabbed a Kool-Aid. I was becoming less and less upset each passing second. I'm going to get Mr. Snuggles back!! I was so excited that I glanced at my watch to check how much longer until 8 am tomorrow. The time was 7:43 pm. GREAT! When I looked back up, one of the angry men was standing in front of me. In one hand, he held a silver thing. It was metal, no doubt. But, it wasn't sharp, nor was it round. But, when it went off, it was loud...and it hurt!


I didn't know what was happening and quite frankly, I was scared. But, as I fell to the ground, instead of the silver thing, I saw Mr. snuggles in the angry man's hand. I then knew that I could close my eyes, and Mr. Snuggles would be alright.