Spiderwort and the Webs
Once upon a time, a long, long….. short time ago, there was a city called Grasstopia. It was the biggest city within one mile. It was one mile wide. The city was a perfect circle/rectangle. It was a wealthy city at the time. But it was time for politics because Aruncus Trump and Rubus Hillary were running for president of the S.F.P.L (abbreviation stands for stem, roots, flower, petal and leaves) states. So everyone in the city was crazy except for one family, the Worts.
The Worts were a kind family. And their next door neighbors were not really crazy. But it was just the protection of their children that really drove them crazy. Our real story starts with Spiderwort.
“Hey Spiderwort, hey wake up, wake up, wake up!”Angel wort yelled.
“Ahah,”Spiderwort yawned. “But it`s a weekend,” Spiderwort groaned with a sad face.
“But daddy making breakfast!” Angel wort yelled. “Ok ok, I`ll come down stairs in a minute,” Spiderwort moaned.
“Ok,”Angel wort agreed while leaving Spiderworts room.
Spiderwort jumped out of bed onto her soft blue circle rug. Stretched her roots downward allowing her hairs to reach water. Spiderwort flicked on the light.
“Ahhhh too bright,” Spiderwort groaned and walked to her dresser and opened her shirt drawer. Put on her root shirt then she remembered that roots take in minerals and dissolved mineral nutrients from the soil. She also knew that the flower allows it to reproduce.
She turned off her light and walked out of her room, down the stairs to the kitchen table and sat down in the chair that had the label Spiderwort.
“Morning dad,” Spiderwort said.
“Morning sunshine,” Mr. Wort answered.
“Did you sleep well sweetheart?” Mrs. Wort asked
“Yeah,” Spiderwort answered. She did not actually think about the question asked.
Ding, dong. Mrs. Wort casually walked to the front door as if it was no big deal, even though she was starving. She did not have enough sunlight to make food in the middle layer of her leaves. Mrs. Wort looked outside.
“Hey O.T.T is here Spiderwort!” Mrs.Wort yelled in a kind manner.
“Coming,” Spiderwort answered while walking to the front door from the kitchen. O.T.T(abbreviation stands for oak tree therapy) was standing out the door.
“Can I check under your leaves?” O.T.T asked.
“Yes,” Spiderwort responded.
“Ok,” O.T.T said while looking under her leaves hoping to see a web or even a string. But unfortunately she only saw one tiny string.
“I see a string, a tiny string” O.T.T huffed.
“See you next month,” O.T.T said calmly as if she had a plan
“Yeah see you next month,” Mrs. Wort responded. O.T.T walked out the door to her bike close to the same time. Spiderwort looked out the window. As soon as Spiderwort looked at O.T.T . O.T.T winked and smiled then rode down Sunflower street. The next day Spiderwort felt different, but she didn't feel that different. She couldn't get out of bed she literally couldn't get out of bed
“Help, help, help!” She screamed
“Coming, whats wrong?” her dad responded loudly still huffing.
“I can't get out of bed,” Spiderwort exclaimed.
“Let me help,” Mr. Wort answered while pulling down the covers.
“Oh, you're apart of the family, you have a web,” Mr. Wort said excitedly.
“Yes!” Spiderwort yelled. While a bee was trying to ram her window because her stamens had extraordinary improved slowly through the last seven days Spiderwort just hadn't noticed it. The bee will take pollen another flower so the flower can reproduce.
Once upon a time, a long, long….. short time ago, there was a city called Grasstopia. It was the biggest city within one mile. It was one mile wide. The city was a perfect circle/rectangle. It was a wealthy city at the time. But it was time for politics because Aruncus Trump and Rubus Hillary were running for president of the S.F.P.L (abbreviation stands for stem, roots, flower, petal and leaves) states. So everyone in the city was crazy except for one family, the Worts.
The Worts were a kind family. And their next door neighbors were not really crazy. But it was just the protection of their children that really drove them crazy. Our real story starts with Spiderwort.
“Hey Spiderwort, hey wake up, wake up, wake up!”Angel wort yelled.
“Ahah,”Spiderwort yawned. “But it`s a weekend,” Spiderwort groaned with a sad face.
“But daddy making breakfast!” Angel wort yelled. “Ok ok, I`ll come down stairs in a minute,” Spiderwort moaned.
“Ok,”Angel wort agreed while leaving Spiderworts room.
Spiderwort jumped out of bed onto her soft blue circle rug. Stretched her roots downward allowing her hairs to reach water. Spiderwort flicked on the light.
“Ahhhh too bright,” Spiderwort groaned and walked to her dresser and opened her shirt drawer. Put on her root shirt then she remembered that roots take in minerals and dissolved mineral nutrients from the soil. She also knew that the flower allows it to reproduce.
She turned off her light and walked out of her room, down the stairs to the kitchen table and sat down in the chair that had the label Spiderwort.
“Morning dad,” Spiderwort said.
“Morning sunshine,” Mr. Wort answered.
“Did you sleep well sweetheart?” Mrs. Wort asked
“Yeah,” Spiderwort answered. She did not actually think about the question asked.
Ding, dong. Mrs. Wort casually walked to the front door as if it was no big deal, even though she was starving. She did not have enough sunlight to make food in the middle layer of her leaves. Mrs. Wort looked outside.
“Hey O.T.T is here Spiderwort!” Mrs.Wort yelled in a kind manner.
“Coming,” Spiderwort answered while walking to the front door from the kitchen. O.T.T(abbreviation stands for oak tree therapy) was standing out the door.
“Can I check under your leaves?” O.T.T asked.
“Yes,” Spiderwort responded.
“Ok,” O.T.T said while looking under her leaves hoping to see a web or even a string. But unfortunately she only saw one tiny string.
“I see a string, a tiny string” O.T.T huffed.
“See you next month,” O.T.T said calmly as if she had a plan
“Yeah see you next month,” Mrs. Wort responded. O.T.T walked out the door to her bike close to the same time. Spiderwort looked out the window. As soon as Spiderwort looked at O.T.T . O.T.T winked and smiled then rode down Sunflower street. The next day Spiderwort felt different, but she didn't feel that different. She couldn't get out of bed she literally couldn't get out of bed
“Help, help, help!” She screamed
“Coming, whats wrong?” her dad responded loudly still huffing.
“I can't get out of bed,” Spiderwort exclaimed.
“Let me help,” Mr. Wort answered while pulling down the covers.
“Oh, you're apart of the family, you have a web,” Mr. Wort said excitedly.
“Yes!” Spiderwort yelled. While a bee was trying to ram her window because her stamens had extraordinary improved slowly through the last seven days Spiderwort just hadn't noticed it. The bee will take pollen another flower so the flower can reproduce.
The End
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