This is my first story I'm putting right here. I'm currently using this account to put in stories because my new account isn't old enough. When it is, I will be sure to add everything there instead.
I shivered as I entered through the hallway. It was a damp and cold hallway that flew through. I heard a slight whisper on the other end of the hallway. I slowly and carefully walked down the hallway cautiously awaiting to see what I found. I expected something startling to my eyes, but instead, I found a cover laying on the floor motionlessly. I carefully picked it up and scrutinized it with an acute angel. It was a weird yet beautiful cover. It was all light red with bashes of black paint only on the front. Near the back was nothing special attached. It looked old and dirty so I threw it away outside the carefully carved window. My life here will equal…..nothing more then I suspected.
"HANNAH!" my mother yelled at me. "Put that steak DOWN." I obeyed and carefully took it down from the window still. "Exactly what were you going to do?"
Innocently I just added, "LOOK AT IT…..it's all worn up and … disgusting. So just to make it better for US, I was just going to ….." I looked down at the window still and saw a garbage can right below our window. I pointed down. "I was going to aim for the garbage can!" I smiled uneasily thinking she'll let me go.
Arf arf arf!!!
"Shush down boy!" My 1 year old maltese will never listen to me but awkwardly she did today. "good boy good boy." I went toward the biscuits and tossed one to him. "There you go lucky." I patted his head. He gulped down the biscuit ravenously and went back to his barking. I rolled my brown eyes. "Exactly what are you barking at?" He was barking at the kitchen yet there was no one there. Whatever.
I climbed upstairs and Opened all the boxes containing my stuff in them. I hated moving. I had started a wonderful life down at riverboat's avenue but we had to movie to this "treuming" place. I didn't feel like home. And I wouldn't ever. I always felt this TENSE coming up all on me everytime I walk in this house. I rolled my eyes and flicked my long silky brown hair.
As I was unpacking I heard a crash downstairs. I quickly ran down and saw lucky growling still, at the kitchen. There was nothing there and my mom was no where to be seen. I searched the whole place. Where could she be?? I shut lucky up and went back upstairs. As I walked back up, I gasped in horror. All my stuff disappeared. Including the plethora amount of boxes containing MY stuff. All I saw was the empty room of just floor and wall. Where the hell did my stuff all go to??