The Lost Snowman
By Heidi Echeverria
Grade 6
Washburn District Elementary School
Mrs. Bragg
The sun was shining brightly through the shaded windows of Emily’s room. Her kitten, Shadow, pounced onto her stomach causing her to tumble off her bed and in that split second she awoke.
“Ug! Shadow,” she exclaimed rubbing her eyes. “Why do you have to wake me up like that!!?? You know it’s only, only… Wait ,what!! This clock must be wrong ‘cause I know that it’s not already 12:00.”
“Emily are you up yet?” Emily’s calming Grandmother’s voice called.
“Well now I am!” Emily shouted back.
“Than come down, I just made us some lunch.”
“I’m already here,” Emily said as she slid down the banister and ran to her Grandmother. “So… when can we start the experiment?” Emily said eagerly.
“That’s the problem,I didn’t know how much potion it was going to take to make it so I made one without you.”
“And, what happened to it? Is it alright?” Emily asked afraid of what her Grandmother might say.
Emily’s Grandmother hesitated before saying anything. “It took up all the crystal potion and unless you want to walk all day to the closest store and get some it’s all gone. Plus he found a way to get on the other side of the window and I didn’t want to go to look for him without telling you and I didn’t think it would be a good idea to wake you.”
“So, your meaning to tell me that you had an adorable two-inch snowman out on the loose and didn’t go and look for him!”
“Regretfully, yes but the good news is…”
“You mean to say if there is any,” Emily said annoyed.
“Well do you want me to tell you, or do you just wanna be a smart alec? Your choice.”
“I guess for the best of all of us you should spit it out and tell me.”
“Fine then I will. He doesn’t ever melt and we could leave ASAP if you want.”
“Ok then let’s go now.”
And just like that they were off. Since it was the middle of the summer it was like a blessing that they could see the little snowman footprints even if they were just vague against the grassy floor of the forest. They followed the footprints deeper and deeper into the darkness of the forest.
“Please tell me that you brought a lamp, it’s scary in here” Emily whined.
“Didn’t I teach you that I never forget anything?” Grandma said as she pulled a lantern out of the depth of her coat and lit it.
“Thanks a lot Gram!” Emily said with a sigh of relief.
“Your welcome.”
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Grandma something touched my foot!” Emily shrieked.
They looked down only to find a terrified little snowman clutching onto Emily’s foot.
“Oh there you are!”
“Alright, Emily, let’s bring him home.”
Emily picked up the snowman and they started for home.
“Grandma, can I keep him?” Emily asked.
“Absolutely!”
Editor’s note: This story is part of the 2015-16 Young Author anthology.
