Elementary: Honorable Mention

The Girl

I see a girl sitting by a jewelry store, just waiting for something. I

wonder if I’ll ever know what she’s waiting for or who she’s waiting for.

I see her every day when my mom drives by that place. I see her looking

through the evening dust.

When I go to bed I think of her. Sometimes I see her look at

herself in the muddy puddles. People sometimes look at her.

She’s just looking at those jewels. Sometimes I see

Her look at me in the most un know way.

I see her when it rains. You would think she would move but no

she stays. I see her looking at something can’t really tell what it is. But

she keeps on looking at it over & over again. Could she be thinking or

what?

When I come home from school I still see her. I almost feel

sorry for that girl. I still see her so my mom went in the store & talked to

the jeweler, the jeweler said I know so sad she has no home. She sighed

once more; mom got back in the car. I guess she will stay there forever

By Noel Moutardier