When the Alien Jumped On My Bed
By Tamara
The whole family was sleeping, including me. But then I woke up. I felt something furry. The alien named Tigger was on my bed.
Usually the alien was black, white and gray, but this time he was bright orange and blue.
I knew I was dreaming, so I pinched myself. “Ouch!” I said. Nothing changed. “I guess it wasn’t a dream,” I said to myself. I was about to call my mom, but then the alien stopped me.
“I’m not trying to hurt you, it’s just that you took away my space under the bed,” said the alien.
“Get away from me,” I said, throwing the blanket off the bed. “You can get your own space on the floor. I’ll even give you this this…this ba- ba- blanket,” I said.
“But I don’t like the floor.” the alien said.
I called my mom. “Mom! Tigger the alien is on my bed!” I said with a screech.
“That was a close one,” said the alien.
Then mom came in and said, “Where is the alien? I’ll fight him off the bed.”
“Mom calm down he got off already, once I called your name.” I said.
“Oh, then go back to sleep,” said mom.
Tigger the alien never, ever jumped on my bed again at night. He stills tries to sneak up on my bed at night, but my mom always kicks him out.