This is a story i wrote, its actually a book...this is only the first chapter, so tell me if you like it and i might put more of the book in my journal...
Chapter 1
The neighbor hood seemed friendly, and I saw some kids that I could play with, if I got enough courage to introduce my self. We arrived at a house on 129 Broken Boulevard. I looked up at it from in the car.
“Come help me Kim”, a voice said and I turned and saw my mom opening the trunk. My little brother was already helping her get stuff out.
I opened my door and stood by my mom waiting for her to give me a lode I probably couldn’t even carry.
She did. It was a big box that was labeled Max’s stuff.
Max was my younger brother. He was only 12. I was 14 going on 15 soon. We both lived with my single mom. Are dad left us all when I turned 4. It was sad, but a long time ago so we’ve all gotten over it.
Max and me didn’t want to move but mom likes to move, and the last time we moved was about 5 years ago so now mom was happy again. I liked moving too and so did Max but we didn’t want to move because we both had a lot of friends, but mom told us that we would make new friends now and start a new beginning.
The house was white and had a little garden in front. I walked into the house. The first room was the living room and had a doorway with no door to the kitchen. I saw a hall with two doors. One of the doors probably was for the main bathroom and the other to my mom’s room. The stairs next to the hall led to Max’s room and mine. I was sure since there were no more doors in the hall.
I walked up the stairs and down the hall. The hall was long and had 4 doors. I thought that one door went to my room, another to Max’s, and one more to our bathroom, but there was one more door.
Max walked out of one door. “Hey Max, which bedroom do you want?”
“This one.” He pointed to the one he had just come out of.
“Okay. Ill just put you’re stuff in there.” I walked over to his room and looked in. There were two windows, which made the room bright. His bed was already in there along with his dresser and bookshelf.
I sat the box down and walked out. I went into another room looking for mine. I first looked into the bathroom, and then found my room. It looked just like Max’s except my bed and stuff looked different but it did have two windows. I walked over to looked out them. I had a nice view of some ones back yard and windows. I looked into my mirror right across from me.
I had long light brown hair and green eyes. I was actually having a good hair day today. I heard mom down stairs calling for me so I closed the door and ran down the stairs.
Max was in the doorway with another box. He looked at me then moved so I could get by. I rushed out side to help mom. She gave me a box and told me to hurry back. This box was full of my C.D. albums and movies. Even some pictures I couldn’t wait to hang up on my wall.
I ran up the stairs and down the hall to my room. I opened my door and I almost dropped the box. In the room was a dark figure of a girl.
 nicky_12_63 · Wed Mar 14, 2007 @ 10:48pm · 0 Comments |
