“You must get rid of the children John.” My stepmother said desperately to my father.
“Why should I get rid of my two only children?” My father asked. “They're very valuable to me, and you know that Mary”. My father added.
“Yeah, I know that. But we don't have enough food for the entire family to be full-fed.” She exclaimed.
Yeah right, I thought. Excuses excuses. We have plenty of food. In fact, we're rich!
“Are you sure?” My father asked. “The last time I checked the pantry there was plenty of food.”
“Have you checked the refrigerator?” My stepmother asked.
Yes. I thought.
“Ye-no.” My father said, uncertain about what was going to happen next.
“Well to save you time I already checked and it was empty.” My stepmother said honestly.
That was like my cue to jump out of the dusty corner I was hiding in to run over to the refrigerator and check if it was empty. I swung the door open and glanced inside. There was plenty of food. More than you could count.
I felt like shouting to my stupid stepmother that we had plenty of food. But when I was about to say so my father came over to me and said, “Don't worry about her. I think she's kinda stupid, to tell you the truth.”
I grinned. I guess dad won't let anything bad happen to Hansel and me. I thought.
But man, I was wrong! The next day my dad told Hansel and me that he was going to take us on a car ride. Hansel quickly dashed to his room to grab something.
“Shiny rocks.” He panted when he got back.
Yeah. I have no idea why he said that, but I knew it was for something good, so I kept my mouth shut.
Dad drove the car for a long time. Every now and then I would see Hansel throw rocks out of the open window. Now I know what he meant by “Shiny rocks.”
Dad stopped at a car pool near the woods. He told us to follow him.
To where? I thought.
I finally found out. Father led us to the middle of the woods and ditched us. I mean come on. We were his only children. I guess he didn't really care for us after all. All I decided to do was sit on a rock and think.
It was about midnight when Hansel tapped my shoulder.
“Pst.” He whispered.
“Yeah?” I said sniffling a yawn.
“Look.”
Hansel first pointed to the starlit sky, and then to a trail of shiny pebbles that were lit by beautiful, silver moonlight.
“It's beautiful.” I muttered.
“Yeah.” He answered. “But want to know something else?”
“What?” I asked.
“This is the path that will take us home.” He said with glee.
“Well then, lets go. We're wasting moonlight, aren't we?” I asked.
“Yeah.” He answered.
We walked for what felt like forever, picking up the stones along the way.
“We don't want stepmother to find out now, do we?” Hansel asked.
“No.” I muttered.
When we finally got home, I sat on my bed to do my math homework. After that I went to bed. At that point of time I didn't know about the bad event that was going to happen at the school field trip.
When I woke up the sun was shining in my eyes.
“Hansel! Did you open my window shades!” I screamed. Hansel can be a brat sometimes, especially since he's 13yrs old and I'm only 11yrs old.
Hansel came dashing through the door panting.
“Why are you panting?” I ask. “It looks like you just ran a marathon.” I added.
“No.” he says.
“No what?” I ask.
“I didn't open your window shades.” Hansel exclaimed.
“You still haven't answered the question about why you are panting.” I said, deep in thought about what he did that might of made him pant.
“Oh yeah. Well you see, I was going to tell something very important.” Hansel said.
“Like what?” I ask.
“Like the fact that we're going on a field trip for school.” He proclaimed.
“Oh yeah. I already knew that, though.” I said, wondering what was so important about reminding me that.
“Yeah, but I bet you didn't know that stepmother is going to be going on the field trip too.” Hansel said.
“Oh well, it doesn't really matter now, does it?” I ask.
“No.” Hansel says.
When we got to school, everyone had to go straight to the buses to get loaded. After that the teachers took attendants. Then we were assigned a parent. Hansel and my parent was stepmother. Stepmother told us to be careful. I have no idea what she meant, since we were just going to an old lady's house that was made out of chocolate, but I didn't ask why.
When we got to our destination the old lady came out of the house. She quickly grabbed Hansel and me. I tried to scream but she put tape over my mouth. Then she started the oven.
“I'm going to cook your brother, and you're going to do the housework.” She told me.
She also told me to check the oven to see if it was hot enough. I Ripped the tape from my mouth and asked, “Can I grab something from outside?”
“Sure.” Answered the old lady.
I quickly dashed to stepmother. I told her to come into the candy house and to stand by the oven.
“Sure.” She answered.
I never thought she be so stupid. I said to myself.
Then I dashed into the candy house. I told the old lady that I didn't know how to check if the oven was hot enough. She went to the oven to show me how. As soon as the old lady opened the oven door I pushed both her and my stepmother into the hot oven. I then quickly shut the oven door.
Victory. I thought.
Then I went and told Hansel the good news.
“What an amazing thing you did.” Exclaimed Hansel.
“It was nothing.” I said shyly.
When I got home from school I told father the news.
“Wonderful!” He exclaimed when I was finished. “I'm so glad you got rid of your stepmother.”
“Stop it. You make it sound good that I murdered someone.” I said, blushing.
“Yeah. Well, lets go get some ice cream at Fred's Ice cream Parlor.” Dad said happily.
“Lets go!” Shouted Hansel.
“Sure thing.” Said father.
I smiled. No one has ever seem as happy as father and Hansel. I just hope the happiness will last forever and ever. And by reviewing the events of the last few days, I know that this happiness will last forevermore, no matter what. Even if it means praising for the fact that someone's dead. I will never let this moment go.
