Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Prologue: Welcome to my Life
Don't let anyone tell you that being home alone for a whole month is fun. It isn't!
Sure, it's fun for the first few days, but then it gets kinda creepy...
Oh! I'm sorry! You must be confused.
My name is Nina Hull, I live in a small Town in England called Huntingdon. I'm 16 years old, and I live with my mother and father in a decent sized house that could really use a good clean. I swear my house is infested with spiders.
My father is a builder. He basically works for himself and does jobs for loads of different people. I love my daddy, he's the best! And he spoils me rotten (but I'm not a selfish ditz! Honest!).
My mother...Well there isn't much to say about my mother. She is unemployed and isn't really looking for a job.
My parents really want to move to France. And that's where they are now. My dads uncle (I can't, for the life of me, remember his name) owns a cottage out in St.Marlo (wherever that is) and my mother and father are going to stay there for a while. They wanted me to go with them, but I'm not fond of France.
So here I am! All alone in an eerie house, at 8:05 PM, bored out of my skull!
I won't say that there is nothing to do; my room has plenty of things to keep me entertained! I have a small TV (that is rigged up to my PS2, XBox and GameCube), a ton of comics, a huge Anime collection, more Horror movies than I can count, plenty of gaming magazines, and my prescious Laptop.
I am currently sitting infront of my laptop talking to one of my bestfriends, Helen, on MSN.
You're probably wondering what I look like? Well, I'm very pale (you can see most of the veins in my hands and wrists :S), I have blue/green eyes and butt-length brown/blonde/red hair. I'm about 5'1''/5'2'' and I'm not thin, but I'm not really fat either. I'm wearing a large grey mens t-shirt and blue jogging-bottoms.
Did I mention that I'm bored? Well I am!
I could go outside and hangout with my friends like a normal teenager, but Huntingdon's been having abit of a rat problem recently. I'm scared to open my doors or else those vermin might just run in and take over my house!
I may be acting paranoid, but that's what happened to the old lady that lives afew houses away from me; she just opened her back door to let her dog out and three (three!) rats came scampering in! I swear she almost had a heart attack.
She managed to get rid of them eventually. But only after they mutilated her dog. Poor Toby. One of them bit her aswell - It looks really bad - but she refuses to go to the Hospital to have it checked over.
Stubborn old bat. Her arm looks like it's about to fall off.
Damn. It's only 8:30!
I'm still bored.
Sod this, I think I'll go to the cinema.
I wonder if Helen's busy...