Happy October!
Thanks for stopping by to read my Fall Writing Frenzy piece of 2020. I'm super excited to share this with you all, as it's a sneak peek into my middle-grade novel. It's not exactly a scene from my novel, but it's inspired by the main character starring in my novel. (I did, however, change this character's name).
Right now, my MG's working title is CONFESSIONS OF A STEPSISTER. And guess what, it's full of secrets! I love knowing the dirty little details of things, and I figured my audience would love knowing them, too, so sit back (or better yet, lean in close!) and enjoy this tiny, little confession my character's about to share.
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Devil Costume
by: Maryna Doughty
Word Count: 200
The thing I love about Halloween is you can dress up as something you're not.
Like the devil.
I stepped into my red tutu, pulled on my black shirt, and clipped in my devil horn barrettes. Gorgeous.
Just needed the finishing touch.
I looked down at my bare feet. Then over at the shoes I’d borrowed, peeking out from the shadows of my school bag.
“Sydney!” Mom yelled from down the hall. “Have you seen my red high heels?”
“No!” I yelled back, zipping them into my backpack.
I thought of Amanda’s boyfriend, Joey. So tall and dreamy.
Mom poked her head into my room. “You look adorable.”
I laughed. “Thanks.” Adorable wasn’t what I was going for.
Confident. That’s what I needed to be for Joey. And that’s exactly how heels would make me feel.
In the school bathroom, I untied my white Converse and slipped on those stunning pumps. I didn’t look 12 anymore.
The door swung open. Amanda stood outside holding Joey’s hand.
Not for long.
I kicked a roly poly as a little Dorothy walked in with her ruby slippers. “Ahhhh! The devil!”
I patted the kindergartener's back. “Don't worry.” I winked. “It's just a costume.”
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