Meet Heaven Dolly

Heaven Dolly was known for many things at Washington Elementary, but being nice was not one of them. She tripped the boys on the playground. Pulled the girls hair in the hallways and on occasions was known to be a prankster. Always in trouble for one thing or another she had been in denial of her bad behavior. Notoriously known for her horrible attitude, what she thought, she said it. What she believed, she committed to it no matter how wrong it may have been. Heaven never ever did anything wrong.
Heaven Dolly had been an awful little girl, always in an awful lot of trouble with an awful, awful attitude. Though Little Miss Attitude, Heaven Dolly was just being herself, which in her mind Heaven thought she had been normal. The truth about her was there was nothing normal about anything she did. Like the time she squirted a ketchup packets on Bobby Hamilton’s new shirt.
“I didn’t do it on purpose! It was an accident,” she told rolling her head. “He shouldn’t wear anything so new to school in the first place! It will only get ruined! So, I did him a favor!” She suggested. Principal Moore standing next to Bobby pierced at Heaven from over the rims of his glasses. However, never the less Heaven folded her arms, hunching her shoulders with a face of steel. She took a stance with Principal Moore and that was that. While poor Bobby sent to sit in the Principal’s office chair looking as if he had been stabbed to death by a serial killer. Oozing ketchup from the collar of his shirt, I felt sorry for the poor kid. The Cafeteria looked like a crime scene and my friend Angie laughed her brains off. Fourth grade had been really rough, and Heaven Dolly who was unpleasant to be around, made the experience worse.
Bumping Heads
On the day Heaven Dolly and I crossed paths on the playground, I had always avoided her. I had heard terrible things about Heaven. Seeing terrible things she had done. Wanting to stay clear of the trouble, Heaven brought the trouble to me. At recess racing for the swings at top speed, I ran like the wind with one giant sized leap, “Got it!” I grabbed.
“Hey! That’s my swing! Get off!” Heaven yelled pulling.
“No it’s not! I got here first!” I told happy.
“Did not!”
“Did too!”
“Did not! You little bug,” yelling in my face. “Move out the way!” Heaven slanted her eyes, gritting her teeth, clinching her fist steaming like a locomotive, but I didn’t budge. I was the one reaching the swing first, not her. I tried to reason with Heaven. I wanted her to just go away and leave me alone. Though what I thought did not come out of my mouth. I was furious she hollered at me.
“Try harder next time! I got here first!” I snapped. I began to swing. She stood in front of the path stopping me from curving. Snatching one of the chains she insisted. I went side ways and she yanked the other chain. Holding them both chains, she tried to shove me off with her pointy knees.
“Hey, stop it!” I hollered.
“Get up from that swing you bug squirt!” she raged. Like a three year old Heaven stumped her foot waving her long arms throwing a hissy fit. Before I knew it, all of fourth grade starred towards us. So, I did something I had never done, I gave Heaven Dolly a hard push hopping off the swing and she stopped. My best friend Angie bucked her eyes, covering her mouth. She nudged my shoulder mummified speaking low. She knew how Heaven Dolly bullied everyone wanting no parts of her. Angie offered to play jump rope instead, but I stood my ground anyway telling her to go without me. Heaven told me to move again, but with all the might I could fester, I gave one huge powerful, “NO!” clear as a bell my voice echoed over the playground.
Heaven looked stunned. Everyone around us gasped in shock as I pushed Heaven Dolly out of my face again. Not sure of what I had done, I repeated what I said firmer then I said it before. Sure of myself, this time I would mean it. Taking a deep breath I gave that Heaven Dolly a big fat, “NO!” She glanced around looking confused. All of fourth grades eyeballs were on her.
“You better get off that swing, or else…” she said.
“Or else what,” I dared taunting. “What ya gonna do, hit me?” Huffing and puffing Heaven looked around at everyone gazing at her to strike hearing a giggle. With her eyes watery big as bottle caps everyone waited in silence which seemed forever. Principal Moore walked up as the students gathered standing in mute.
“What’s going on?” he asked and Heaven Dolly cheerfully switched off from crazy.
“Oh nothing! We were about to have a swinging contest to see who could swing the highest, right?” she laughed patting my shoulder. I just looked with my mouth open as she wanted for me to agree saying nothing. Heaven Dolly acted Coo-Coo smiling up at Principal Moore who gave her a strange look.
“Well, too late for that,” he told. “You guys line up and get ready for lunch.” And for a short moment, I could breathe.