Introduction
Proverbs 14:29 – “Whoever is patient has great understanding, but one who is quick-tempered displays folly.”
2022
It is finally, FINALLY, the last day of school. Me and my little sister, Maymay are drawling on the marker board that the teacher never let us draw on. I gave her the nickname MayMay when we were just babies. I was trying to say, Maria-Mary, but instead I called her MayMay, and it stuck ever since. It’s the best part of the last day of school, all the rules get thrown out the window. My older brother, Donnie says otherwise though. He’s so annoying. Speaking of Donnie, I can hear him close by, Katie as well. I turn around to see across the class room was both Donnie and Katie were being picked on by these two girls who have been bothering them all year.
“I’ll be back,” I toldMayMay.
MayMay turned her head to see what I was talking about.
“Amber, just go get the teacher, no one is throwing fists or anything,” said MayMay.
MayMay was the only sibling I have that tolerated me, I don’t know if it’s because she’s the only younger sibling I have, or because I don’t bother her as much.
“Someone has to teach them a lesson, and that teacher isn’t going to do much anyway.”
I close the marker and hand it to MayMay, and grabbed two cupcakes from two classmates.
“Hey!” They both exclaimed.
“Sorry, you don’t need it anyway, it’s bad for your health,” I said.
I walk up behind the girls, who keep calligng them Mr. And Mrs. Common and before I throw them, something comes to mind. It was something that mom said. Oh what was it? Oh well, must not be important. I let the cupcakes fly through the air, and it hits the back of the girls head.









Hi there!
I just started your story In the Sweet Words of Amber Common and I’m already hooked! I was instantly drawn in by how you begin with Amber’s wild last day of school throwing cupcakes at bullies and setting up such a fun, chaotic tone it made me want to keep reading. I especially loved how you show Amber’s tough summer ahead from being forced into cheerleading she didn’t want, to joining a dance team that challenges her in unexpected ways, and the emotional weight of her family situation with child services looming over everything. Your writing made those moments feel vivid and full of heart. I’d love to share it with a few friends who’d enjoy it too. Can’t wait to read more of your work!
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Thanks for this fun and amazing story!