S: At the End of Walnut Street
BC: The End | NOM!!!!
FC: Written and Illustrated by Rachael Marczak Marczak Inc. | At the End of Walnut Street
1: At the End of Walnut Street | Rachael Marczak
2: In the northwestern part of Pennsylvania, there’s a small, yet famous town called Oil City. In this town, there lived a 10-year-old girl named Ali. Ali’s best friend lived across the street. His name was Caine, and he was also 10 years old. They had just finished 4th grade and they were both excited to go to the 5th grade, although they wanted to enjoy their summer vacation.
5: Now, Ali was, in all ways, a very good little girl. She always did well in school, she never lied, and her room was always neat and tidy. Her parents said she was a little angel. Her brother said she was the best little sister, even though they got on each other’s nerves sometimes. Caine, however, was a different story. Caine was adopted into a foster family. He was the second youngest of 7 children. He didn’t get much attention, for 4 of the children had special needs. Caine, his brother Trey, and his sister Lindsay, generally stuck together, even though Caine was much younger than the other two. Now that you understand the characters and their life stories, I will tell you about a big moment in their lives.
6: It was summer vacation, and Ali and Caine were walking to the elementary school’s playground. On the way there, they talked about how happy they were for summer vacation to finally be here and how they didn’t want it to end. Even though they were going to be in the 5th grade, the oldest kids in the elementary school, they wanted to live it up during their summer. Once they reached the playground, they ran to the ‘Fireman’s Pole,” which had been named by their 3rd grade teacher, Mrs. Caldwell. Caine was brave enough to jump off of the platform, past the pole, and land safely on the ground. Ali, however, wasn’t that daring. After nearly an hour of non-stop play, Ali and Caine sat down on the bark chips, panting.
7: “Whew! Am I tired!” exclaimed Caine. “Oh boy, me too!” Ali replied. “Well, what do we do now?” asked Caine.
8: "How ‘bout we go to the Dollar General at the end of Walnut Street and get something to drink?” Ali suggested. “My dad gave me ten bucks before I left.” “Alright,” Caine said as he rose to his feet. “I’ll lend you some money, if you want.” Ali said rising to her feet and following Caine. “Oh, I don’t need money.” He said.
9: Ali wasn’t quite sure what he meant by that, but she ignored it, and followed her best friend across the lot. Once they reached Dollar General, Caine put his hood on his hooded sweatshirt over his head. Ali was getting a little bit more suspicious at this point, but, Ali followed him in anyway. He walked quickly past the cashier counter. He walked into the energy drink aisle. He began taking the cans off the shelves and putting them into the pocket on his sweatshirt. Ali realized what he was doing. He was stealing.
10: “Caine!” Ali exclaimed. “What do you think you’re doing?!” “Getting stuff to drink.” He replied. “Here, put a few of these in your pocket, and be quiet! We don’t need to get caught.” “But, why do you do this, Caine?” She asked, pushing the cans away from her. “Because no one ever pays any attention to me. So no one ever sees my do stuff. So I can do whatever I want, whenever I want.” “But, why?” was all she could say.
11: “Now, I know this probably sound wrong to you, but look at it this way.” He turned to face me. “Do your parents need to waste their money, when they could be using it towards something to help your family? Like credit card bills, medical bills, and stuff like that. That ten dollars in your pocket could pay off stuff like that. And, is a dollar-fifty going to run this place out of business? No! So, really, there’s nothing wrong with this. We’re just’borrowing’” | “You have way more than a dollar-fifty in your pockets, though!” She said. “That’s true, but I’m what they call a ‘valued customer.’ I come here all the time, and walk right out without buying anything. Plus, last year in the winter, I shoveled their lot for free for a week. They owe me.” He said.
12: For the next week or so, the two friends went to Dollar General and stole a bunch of stuff. More than energy drinks. They stole gum, soda, magazines, movies, books, flashlights, and most often, Frisbees. They had a secret stash in the woods where they stored their many Frisbees. Life was good, and Ali stole not because she thought she helped her family, but because she loved the feel of doing something bad.
13: All was well until one day, when her parents walked into Dollar General and caught the two of them shoving Coca-Cola into their sweatshirt pockets. To make a long story short, they were first yelled at, then one of the employees were notified, along with Caine’s parents. The whole time, Ali was bawling because the weight of what she had been doing had just hit her. The cops weren’t notified, because the manager had agreed to give them a stern warning. They had agreed to return everything they had stolen, and they had to shovel the lot every day all winter long. Ali and Caine were still friends, and they had both agreed not to steal. But, trust me, they had definitely learned their lesson after this. No doubt about it. THE END
14: I was born in Edinboro, Pennsylvania, in 1997. I grew up with an older brother named Jesse, and I always had animals around the house. I have 2 dogs and 2 cats, the most recent being a German Shepherd named Sadie. I play softball, and I like to run, and my favorite animal is a penguin!