Jodie+Lynn+Micheal

Not that long ago, lived an old village called Sistersville. In Sistersville there lived a woman named Jenna sitting on her porch drinking an ice cold ice tea with a slice of lemon in it. Then, a minute later, BOOM! There was a big thump in her backyard. Jenna goes to her backyard and saw a basket. “Oh, for heaven sake!” said Jenna Just sitting there was a baby. The baby had in her hand a round and my mysterious object. The woman was asking in her head about what was in the baby’s hand. “Hey cutie, what’s that in your hand?” asked Jenna. “Brush,” replied the baby “Oh, that’s a beautiful brush…um,” said Jenna Jenna was about to say something but in her head she was wondering what the baby’s name was. She was looking all over the place, just then on the baby’s right foot said the baby’s name. “Jodie Lynn Micheal is your name,” said Jenna Jenna was playing around with the Jodie, feeding her food. She was still wondering where Jenna came from. While Jenna wondered for years, she had to give up and take care of Jodie by herself. Years later, Jodie was all grown up and wanted to get a job. She tried so many jobs. She first started with The Ice Cream Shop, Then Wal-Mart, And Then a Babysitter. Finally she gave up. She couldn’t find a job, but then she found a job at the Hair Salon. When she entered the Hair Salon, she could smell the types of hair spray and saw the types of styles she could do. “Hello” said the manager. “Hi, I’d like to apply for a job,” said Jodie “Well let me see what we have opened... wait we have the perfect job for you,” said the manager “What’s the job?” asked Jodie. “Your job is going to work with hair,” said the manager. “Ok, well I have this invention I made,” said Jodie. <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">“Well what is it?” asked the manager. <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">“It’s called the brush,” said Jodie. <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;"> Jodie was really exited telling people what her invention was. She was also telling them how to use the brush. She also showed her examples for how to use the brush. Just then, the bright blue sky, started getting black and there was a storm of cloud pouring rain all over the place. <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;"> Just then a woman with the ugliest face and with hideous clothing, and standing there with the most mysterious object in her hand. <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;"> “Hello everybody” said Ms. Nicole <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">“Am here to show you all my new invention… the Curling Iron” said Ms.Nicole <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;"> Everyone was running up to Ms. Nicole. She was telling them her new invention and how to use it. Jodie was so mad she started telling everyone how her invention was better and faster than Ms. Nicole <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;"> “Since you think your invention is better than mine, let’s battle to see who can curl hair faster,” said Ms.Nicole <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;"> “Fine, whoever wins gets to sell their invention, and however loses never shows their face again In Sistersville,” explained Jodie. <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;"> “Then it’s a deal,” said Ms.Nicole. “Ready… Set… Go!” yelled the manager. <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;"> Jodie and Ms.Nicole were head to head. There were curling as much hair as they could, Jodie was going as fast as a lion; Ms.Nicole was going 10 times faster than Jodie. Just then Jodie was getting really tired. Then, BOOM! Jodie fell on the floor, and her brush was broken to a million pieces. Jodie was rushed to the hospital with the manager. <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;"> “Am sorry to say but Jodie is gone,” said the doctor <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">Jenna couldn’t take the pain. She rushed to the room Jodie was in. She was next to Jodie, holding her hand, and praying for Jodie’s. <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;"> “Please, make her come back to me, please!” yelled Jenna <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">Jenna knew that Jodie wouldn’t come back. Until this day you can still hear her brush strokes that curled when you go to the Hair Salon, but curling irons are now used to curl hair.