Jack Mcquarrie

Burnt Cookies

Protagonist: Joey Meconi

Point of view: First person

Person vs. person

      “Ah.” The first day of summer, what a relief, no more getting up early or doing homework. It was a nice day very hot and sunny, very humid it was making me sweat almost. Our house got very hot in the summer and we had no fans to cool the air. My mom called me for breakfast and by the smell I could tell it was bacon and eggs. I went in to eat and my mom had left for work. She worked at the local grocery store. I thought of what I’d do today while I laid on the couch watching sports. My grandma lived close by so I thought I’d go and see her and maybe she’d make some cookies. My mom wasn’t into baking but she was a good cook. I got my bike out of the garage and hadn’t ridden it since last summer. The sun was in my eyes as I went to my grandma’s. As I arrived I could smell cookies as I did every time I came to her house. I could smell chocolate chip cookies and rushed inside.

“Why hello Joey, I wasn’t expecting you today.” My grandma said. “Yea, I thought I’d drop by and say hello since moms at work.”

“Do you mind watching the house while I’m gone?” My grandma asked.

“No its fine,” as I leisurely fell on the couch.

“Thanks, cookies are in the oven and the TV in the office is the only one that works. And watch those cookies for me, if you do a good job, maybe this could be your summer job,” As she put on her coat and left. The smell of the cookies was phenomenal. I turned on the TV, and after a while I thought to check on the cookies. When I went in the kitchen I could smell something burning. Smoke was coming out of the oven and the smoke alarm went off. I was freaking out running around, as it seemed every noise that could possibly go off was. I panicked and ran to the alarm and hit it a few times with a spatula but it wouldn’t go off. So I yanked off the cover and started snapping the wires. Finally I got it to go off so I turned my attention to the oven, the timer was going off and the cookies were about to flame up. I turned of the ovens and got about five oven mitts, picked up the cookies and threw them into the backyard. The smoke ruined my grandma’s paint, so I looked around for a picture or something. I had no luck so I left it be to fix later. I opened all the windows to let the air out. I tried to find some new cookie dough but I had to make more. About ten minutes have passed, I was scrambling around to make her house back to the way it was. I put the new cookies in the oven, but I didn’t know how long to bake them so I sifted through her recipes to find them. Sheets of paper were flying everywhere. I finally found it and baked the cookies. I peeked outside on the burnt cookies and there was a flock of crows surrounding them. There had to be twenty black, dirty crows fighting each other for the cookies I burnt. I tried to get the crows away, but they started to fight back so I let them be. I ran inside jumped on the couch and tried to act like nothing happened. I forgot about the stain on the wall I ran onto the kitchen and crows were coming in to the windows I had left open. I got a wooden spoon from the cupboard and started to run at the creature with anger. The creature made a noise and flew out of the window. I shut the windows, turned my attention to the stain on the wall. I could hear the sound of my grandma’s sixty-nine Camaro painted black. It had such a big engine you could hear it a mile away. She was very wealthy so she could afford stuff like that. I looked in the garage for paint and found the same color as on her wall. I slapped some on and hoped she wouldn’t notice. I ran in to her office and watched TV. She called me into the garage to help her with the food.

“Hi Joey, how’s the house?”

I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t want to lie but I needed money for a summer job and if she knew I would never have a chance to make some money.” Fine.” I said that with a great regret.

“Great, did you take the cookies out of the oven yet?”

” No I don’t think there done yet.”

“ Oh, they should. Ah, they still have about two minutes. So I guess I owe you some money?”

“Only if you want to.”

“How about I’ll give it to you after you clean up the mess you made.”

“How’d you know what happened?”

“The neighbor called and said he heard a ruckus and saw burnt cookies being thrown out of my house.”

“Oh, sorry grandma I didn’t mean to I just wasn’t paying attention to the cookies.” I looked at the ground shamefully.

“Kaka-kaka.”

“What’s that noise?” my grandma asked.

“I don’t know, I’ll check.” As I went to where the nose was coming from it got louder. It was crows that had gotten into the house.

” Did you figure out what the noise was Joey?”

“Ummm, no not yet.”

“Okay well just come back in to the kitchen I’m sure it’s nothing, as she put the groceries away.” I tried to steer the crows out of the house through the windows but there were too many. They were having frenzy in my grandma’s room. They were taking and knocking things over. They flooded into the house and all I could see was black as they started to attack.

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