Amazing Kids! Magazine

Movie Trouble

By Dylan Santana, age 11, Richmond, California

 

It was a cold autumn day when my dad got home from work. It looked like his eyes were saying, “Let me get some sleep.”

“Dad, could you take Edgar and me to the movie theater?” I asked.

My brother Edgar, with brown hair and fancy clothes, kept begging my dad to go to the movie theater.

“I don’t know. I’m so tired. In two hours we could go.”

Two hours later my dad was still sleeping. “What are we going to do?!” Edgar asked.

“I don’t know.”

He was so tired that we couldn’t wake him up.

“We have to understand that he is tired.”

“But we told our friends we will be there.”

“Maybe another time.”

My brother said he was going to the bathroom, but when he was taking too long I got worried. I knocked on the bathroom door. No response. I knocked again. No response. Edgar wasn’t opening the door, so I opened it with the key. Edgar wasn’t there. He had escaped through the window. I knew where he was heading. I hurried to catch him with my bicycle. I rode the bike so fast I was like a flash of lightning.

When I saw him, he was almost at the movie theater, and I was too. “Edgar, wait up!!!” I yelled.

“What are you doing here?”

“We have to go back home. Dad is going to ground us.”

“Come on, please?”

“Alright, but when it is finished we have to hurry up and go home fast.”

“Okay.”

The movie finished and we hurried back to the house. My dad was in front of the door waiting for us. “Where did you guys go?” he said, mad as Grumpy from Snow White.

“Alright dad, we went to the movies,” I said.

“You went where?!?!”

“To the movies. I’m sorry, Dad.”

“Well, you guys bought yourselves a ticket to doing the dishes for a month.”

For a month we had to do the dishes. But after a while we got used to it. A month passed, and we were no longer grounded but we sure had learned our lesson about doing something without permission.