Pinwheel Night Live

Josh F - 6th grade

“The objects in Pinwheel were ready for another night of fun.”

The door closed behind Maya with a soft thud, and silence fell over the inside of Pinwheel. After a few minutes of quiet calm, the cash register started making gurgling noises with the change, the syrups started arguing about which one was the best, and the cinnamon roll started humming its favorite song. The objects in Pinwheel were ready for another night of fun. But suddenly, Maya walked back in, and everything stopped. She looked around quickly, spotted her jacket in the back room, grabbed it, and walked back out.

“Phew, said the cash register. “That was a close call.”

“She’s gone. Back to your places, everyone,” the cinnamon roll called out. “If we hurry, we will still have time to complete our rehearsal. Our Hamilton production is only two days away.”

The sinks started running to a beat. The burrito got out of the fridge and started dancing. Then suddenly, a bike from framework rolled into Pinwheel and said, “guys, quiet down. We bikes are trying to sleep, you know.” 

The next day, Dot walked in and said, “Huh? Maya left such a big mess. There is even a bike in here!”