Where's Winnie?

story & illustration © 2003 Bruce Van Patter

hen Jess Moore babysat her sister Winnie, there was little sitting involved.
There was, however, lots of running. Today was that way. What had started as a game of hide-and-seek had turned into run-and-search.

Jess had looked for over an hour. She was starting to get worried, and tired. "Okay," she called out. "Come out, come out wherever you are. And this time I mean it!" The only answer was the creak of a footstep in the bedroom above her.

"Now I've got you," Jess whispered. As she crept up the stairs, she glanced at her watch. It was nearly time for Abby Fornard to stop by. She was the most popular girl in school, and was dropping by to borrow a book she needed. Jess wanted to make a good impression. She needed to get Winnie under control by then.

She came up slowly to the bedroom door. "Win-nie," she sang. "Are you in here?" The door was slightly open, enough for Jess to squeeze her head through. She poked her head in. No sign of her sister -- wait! she thought. What's that? A little pink shoe poked out from under the bed.

"I've GOT you!" said Jess with a smile. She shoved open the door.

SPLASH! A bucket full of cold water fell from above the door and soaked Jess to the skin. She screamed and jumped, wiping her eyes. In the blur of the room, Jess saw her sister slide out from her hiding place and dash for the door. As Jess reached for her, Winnie turned and squeezed a bottle of baby powder. A thick cloud of powder hit Jess's face and turned it white as a ghost. Winnie ran off barefoot down the hall, laughing.

That's when the doorbell rang.

It's Your Story - Oh, great timing, Winnie! You've made a mess of this story!

Can you write what happens next? What will Jess do? Will she go to the door? Will she catch her sister? What will Abby think? How will the story end?

Have fun -- finish the story -- and be creative! If you want to, email me your ending!