Creative Writing
On Friday afternoon, Penelope Shelley sat in the school cloakroom waiting for the other children to go home. It was one of her 'Plans to Make Life Easier'. If she was out by the school gates at the end of the day, the other children saw her. It was easier to sit in the cloakroom until they were gone. She would hide under her coat as it hung on its hook and listen as the other children laughed and yelled and pulled their coats on. Then, when all the noise had stopped, she would peep out and then sit down on the radiator pipe that ran along the wall above the skirting board. In the winter, that pipe was good for warming your hands on. She would sit there until she was sure that the other children would have left the playground. Sometimes she did her homework while she was sitting there. Sometimes she just sat and thought. Today was a sitting and thinking day. What she was thinking about was topiary. Topiary was something she had read about. Topiary is when people think it is not good enough for a bush to just look like a bush. They take a pair of topiary shears and chop away at the bush. They try to make them look like hot-air-balloons or spaniels or televisions. This was how Penelope felt about herself. It seemed to her tha
She was stuck with her parents, her house, her school and her name. At least the birth certificate had rescued her from that. " She said this because, sadly, that possibility branch had been chopped right off. Maybe the shoelace would wriggle across the floor to the coat and the coat would creep over to the radiator and help the shoelace dangle itself down behind it so that the mitten could climb out. The sound of her footsteps bounced off the high ceiling like a handful of rubber-balls. What happened on buses was that she would sit down and then the other children would sit down. It looked strange at this time, rows and rows of hooks, stretching away to the far end of the room, with nothing hanging on them; like a metal version of the briar hedge in Sleeping Beauty. The other children would sit beside each other and nobody would sit beside her. She knew exactly how it should have happened. Then there would have been the zoo and they would have to do things in groups, and nobody would want Penelope in their group, and then the bus again. She had had to bring in her birth certificate to show that she was old enough to go on a school trip to the zoo and she had looked at the certificate very carefully on her way to school. Penelope didn't care about the school trip. Not like Penelope, which had 'pee' at the end of it, or Shelley, which rhymed with 'telly', 'jelly', 'belly', 'welly' and, worst of all, 'smelly'. There was no hope that it would ever, ever happen.
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