Creative Writing Trash Out

One drizzly, humid day, I overheard my neighbor, Sarah Cynthia Sylvia Stout, arguing with her father. I glanced out the window to see what was going on over there with all of the disturbance. When I glimpsed over there, I could see through the window, that the trash was completely packed and piling over. I saw that her father asked if she would take the trash out. Then all of the sudden you could hear the annoyance in her voice when she shouted, “NO!” I was startled how she just screamed like that. The trash was dreadful and my bedroom was closest to their kitchen. Sarah Cynthia Sylvia Stout rushed up to her room and soon went to bed. I really don’t understand how she could even breathe. It smelt like a skunk died in there. I soon

Coffee grounds, potato peelings, brown bananas, rotten peas, chunks of sour cottage cheese were piled to the roof in the trash can. The smell was spreading over to my house. I could smell the odor of the nasty and icky trash. My eyes started to water and I started to cough tons. When Sarah Cynthia Sylvia Stout woke up her dad made a gigantic breakfast which made the trash even more stinky and piled up. I really didn’t understand how they even ate in that house. When she went to go get dressed, she put on clothes that were revolting and smelly with the duplicate odor as the house and trash. Then, she eventually went to school after a disgusting odor breakfast. I never said anything that I thought of that could crush her or even said anything out loud to

Soon Sarah Cynthia Sylvia Stout realized that none of her friends wanted to come over because of her trash piled up and stinking the whole house up. Before the garbage was everywhere. I went to her house everyday, but now I do not because I feel like I’m gonna die in there. My parents were even thinking about moving if they did not take out that icky trash. They didn’t take out the trash for so long after and I finally was wanting to move, because I was dying kind of inside. After my parents found a new house we finally moved away from the garbage house. I hated to leave one of my friends, but I still saw her at school and I sometimes said hi to her even though she