About Bhoomika

I am eleven years old and I love to play kickball, basketball (knock out), football (jackpot), ga ga ball, and soccer. They are the best!

The Best Dream Ever

The basketball went spinning through the air as I was petrified with the mesmerizing defeat. John was behind me, and he dared to defeat the best girl at knockout : me. The ball circled the rim. Gerald just couldn’t stop laughing, for I had vowed in front of him that I would never loose against a boy. The basketball circled the rim. Before it could get in though, I clutched the basketball and dribbled it furiously, suddenly jumping in the air and making a grand slam dunk. Gerald stopped laughing with his mouth wide open to see me. I woke up.. ..

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My Granny

My granny was really close to me. The others weren’t, like Gerald just couldn’t stop laughing when I fell in mud and Mary made fun of my braces. On my eleventh birthday, Granny gave me two bows – matching. What for? Minutes later, she came with an adorable dog. My dog and I were best friends. Life wasn’t always good though. I joined the army , leaving Granny, with my brothers and fought with them for girl vs. boy rounds. In war, I survived, but not my brothers, and won. A year later, I came home to see granny in the cemetery.

A Cup of Curiousity

” Um, sis? What are giraffes made off?” Baby Karen asked her older, six-year old, sister, Julie.

“Well Karen,” Julie started, but stopped to think, for she wasn’t so sure either, ” Giraffes are made up of greasy brown blood that’s maybe melted!”

“Wait, but why don’t they have blood?”

“Because they are giraffes and they are different from us, humans! Oh yes, and they are salty too.”

Karen looked puzzled, but considered it.

“Why do you ask?” Julie asked Karen curiously.

“Oh, because my teacher gave us homework that’s for a grade!” Karen answered.

The next day, Karen came home crying.

 

A New Nation

It appears to be,

Ugly and brown,

For I have the key,

That seems to frown.

The stumpy trees,

that have been cut,

Are actually bees,

That have been mutts.

Mysterious it sounds,

Those are people,

For this founds,

my favorite Mr Leoplle.

My friends and family,

Buried here,

Eww, so clammily,

That’s how they disappear.

Why choose them,

You may ask,

Here I am mum,

A raccoon with a mask.

I may have betrayed,

But I am good,

I have prayed,

And I need food.

Don’t you see the relation,

This is all true,

I have discovered a nation!

 

Broken Basketball

I pulled my uniform happy and proud,

Then I fell with a thunk so bad and loud,

“But it is the wrong color!” I exclaim in disbelief,

What happened? Was it stolen by a thief?

I wore it anyways of red, pink and blue,

Going in the basketball stadium wishing for the flu,

I saw all my opponents laughing at me,

Now’s the time I wanna be a tree.

My coach yells at me unfairly,

He does that, but really rarely,

I find my cheeks burning hot,

Then he makes me sit out,

I see my teammates,

Loosing very badly!

 

Troubling Tough Time

I was so cross that …

I yelled at my brother,

I punched my little sister,

I finished all my birthday cake,

And there were no leftovers,

I didn’t do my homework,

And I argued with my teacher,

I played computer games,

And I didn’t listen to my mother,

I threw my banana peel on the floor,

And I just smacked a ball on my opponent,

For kickball I made my team loose,

And, oh yeah, I injured my ga-ga ref,

I didn’t study for my Math Test,

I threw a spit ball at my principal’s ear,

What a day!

 

 

 

Remember Math, Forget History !?

Now, the world is too overpopulated. There are so many new models and technology that we have totally forgot about are history and friends. Everyone here, and I mean everyone, doesn’t care. Except for me. I want to make the world a BETTER place; most of all, collect the history that has been trashed. Well, one day after a journey in the woods, I found a creaky archaic-looking building. I went inside its checker board floors and the CANDY BAR that was adjacent to me. There were blown-of candles, and a dusty chandelier. “Someone lived here. I will find him.”

Ripples of Emptiness

The first time I saw my mother’s eyes, I knew she had a heart full of love and so did I. She barked me to sleep every night and brought me meat in the day. One day though, she was getting food for me and when she crossed the road, a truck hit her. I saw all the blood ooze from her legs. I ran to her and locked her final farewell deep into myself. I stayed at her side until another big truck came. It drove off, and then the spot was empty. What a surprise! Tears drove out.

A Hidden Message that Everyone Seeks

I threw my rusty coins (exactly three hundred dollars) in the trash can and said a final farewell to the pavement of bliss that I had walked on for my whole life. I crumpled the sinking feeling in my heart and tossed it in my cat’s litter box. I started climbing the ladder of red, huffing and puffing, not stopping at all. An hour later, I was still moving my feet, up and down, not tired. I hadn’t got to the top of it yet. This time, I ran up, and it seemed as if I had just started climbing!

Faux Pa!

I stared down at the smelly cup of vinegar that my mean doctor was making me drink.I thought I saw a fly pop up, and then maybe an artichoke. I looked back at the doctor mimicking,” Emma, drink up!” Let’s get this over with. I thought gulping. When I took a miserable sip, a tornado of mean comments thundered inside my brain. The vinegar was too sharp! I shook my head in disgust.

“You drink it!” I roared furiously. The doctor stepped back saying, “No thanks. I don’t wanna get sick. OOPS.”

“I just couldn’t believe that guy!” I frowned.