Well, this is my very first story! Yeah! I had some fun writing this cause I can relate to Autumn in this story. Sorry bout miss-spelled worlds and stuff like that. My computer and Fanfiction and pretty much everything else won't save after i fix them. I hate my computer!

I covered my ears as there screams echoed through our lonely house. My little brothers where home from school. They where crazy as hell when they got back, having all that energy bursting out after being in that crappy, hell whole.

I fled to our basement, while they started playing the Wii. Fighting 2 seconds after it was powered on. I hated being here when they got home, but i had no where else to go. I've been home tout since the 4# grade. I never leave the house, unless it's to go shopping with my mom or go to my grand parents. I used to visit my dad on the weekends, but..

"I know! He is such a retard!" I was snapped out of my thoughts as my older brother, Ken, walked down the stairs to the basement. He was talking to his girlfriend as always, about high school crap that didn't really intress me since i was only in the 8# grade. He never was crazy when he got back from school, just annoying.

The basement was always my place. Whenever i was sad, mad, or well, anything, i could come to the basement. It was always cold down here. It had a TV that didn't work. Three old couches that where covered in mold and chocolate milk. The laundry room was down here too. It was my job to do laundry so one other reason why no one ever question me always being down here.

Ever since he got his girlfriend, Tika, He comes down here to talk to her over the phone. And just so you know that means EVERY second of the day! Well... the rest of the day that's he's home. It makes me mad. This was my place! He can't think that he can just come down here and own this place! Well, he can i guess. I mean, I'm can't stand up to him, to anyone. Not even my little brothers. I just go with whatever anyone says and try not to start a fight. Even if i where to ever talk, no one ever hears me.

Witch brings me to my motto, Why say anything, When they won't even listen? My mom is always going on about how 'I'm always depressed' and 'What's wrong?'. I've told a thousand times what's wrong! She forgets after two seconds. I'm obviously not inporten enough for her to remember long enough to help me.

I'm always depressed now, but mom doesn't deserve to hear why anymore, like she could help anyway.

I heard our door bell ring and i jumped up. No one will get it. I thought as i ran up the basement stairs, Ken stayed on one of couches. When i got upstairs i was right. Mom was still on her laptop as always. And my little brothers where to stuck in there game, super smash bros brawl, It was a fun game. I would always be pit, the angel. Then get made fun of for cause to them he was a noob, *Sigh. Brothers...

When i answered the door, it was some weird-o guy. He was wearing a tux and was very, and i mean Very, pale.

"I'm looking f-" He began, but stopped. He looked me over. Looking at my dark brown hair that in the sun, had a tent of red on it. My smoky gray eyes. He looked at what i was wearing, A shirt that i wore on Halloween that was made to look like a mummy. It was black and white. My black pants. And last but not least, my black and white converse. The were old, obviously, but i loved them. They had a star cut hafe way through the fabric. I done that myself :)

"Well, hello there." he said, maybe a little to nice.. "Is your mother home?"

without an other world i walked away.

"Mom?" She looked up. Her brown hair falling in her face.

"Huh?"

"Someone at the door wants to talk to you." She got up and went there, I went back in the basement. Did i mention that i loved the basement?

I don't know how long i was out but i fell a sleep. I woke to find Ken poking me saying my name.

"Mom wants you." That all he said before walking off. A little more description would be nice, Ken. I walk up our stairs, and interd the kitchen, then the dinning room. There was mom. Sitting right by her laptop. Right next to her was... HIM!

"Hello, Autumn." He said. I starting feeling sick, a side effect from my anxiety.

"Autumn," My mom began, sounding proud. "This man here owns a camp. It's where kids learn to fight, and can makes many friends." I was using all my power not to role my eyes. She always was trying to get me to make friends, friends that i don't want. I have a friend. I don't think where that good of friends..But still!

"He said he thinks it will be perfect for you."

"Umm..Sir-" I began but he interrupted me,

"Call me MH." he said. He reached out a hand. I hesitated before shaking it.

"Well, MH, how would you know. I don't believe we have ever meant..." I said, my voice lifeless as ever.

"Well," He said, a smile on his face, "I have seen your records. It seems you fit in well at this camp." Okay, now i know he's talking crap. I have the worst history. me getting in trouble, all my grades being just pass-able. Something was up. 'Here is a invite. I'll be back tomorrow. If you want in, be ready cause we'll be leaving tomorrow. If not, then just say no when i come."

Before i could do anything let alone say something he said his thanks to my mother and left. She didn't say anything, witch surprised me. I looked at the letter. It was stuff he had just said and nothing else but that he would be here at one tomorrow. I saw something on it that really got me thinking. An orb like thing. From a game i just played yesterday...

It was dinner. I was still wondering about this whole 'camp' thing. It was hard to dissied for a million reasons, you see...

"Well, Autumn might be going to camp." Mom you and your big mouth.

"Really? For how long?" My step dad asked.

"The guy said it is 5 months long." Everyone's (but my mom's) Jaw's jropped. They all new me, and everyone knew i had really bad anxiety. You know, it means i panic and 'freak out' a lot more. I get anxiety a lot. Especially when i was away from the house, when i was a way from my safe zone...

"lol! Come on, Mom! We all know what her choice will be!" My older sister, Anna, said while 'lol-ing'. I was getting mad now. Sure it was true, but it was something i couldn't really help! It just happens...

"Autumn, just tell her no. It not like you could actu-" Ken was cut off by me.

"For your info, Zen, i was thinking about it and i Am going!" That's the thing with me. I get mad and well, i say thing like that. I regretted it right away. But now i couldn't take it back. I was going now.

"Oh, Autumn! That's just wonderful!" Both my mom and dad said, acting like they care.

"You won't last a week." Anna said walking out of the room, her empty bowl with was once filled with minostonie soup now empty.. I sighed.

"You won't last 7 days." Ken said which he then reseved a slap on the head from my wonderful sister.

"A week is 7 days!"

Great! Just freaking, Great!

I began to clean off the table when everyone was done eating. It was my job. everyone, but the two parents, had a job to do after dinner. Mine was the table.

After i finished i went back in the basement. One of my favorite things to do was read. I know that might sound stupid, but i just love it. I go on a sight called Fan-Fiction. It's a nice sight that is perfect for someone with and 'over-active' imagination like me. I used to read these gay stories about The secret Saturdays, but i outgrow that show. Thanks to my brothers, i am now addictive to SSBB. Thanks a lot!

I read stories bout them a lot. Mostly Pit. Come on. He's the Player i always use ;). They are real interesting but some get me real depressed... I get made fun of a lot, too. You know, the whole -reading is NOT cool- thing? It's hard. Just one more reason why i need our basement.

I went up to my room for bed round one. I did what i always do:

Read. Then i wright down the events of today (With some narrating from me).

I didn't sleep at all that night. I was to worried. I silently cried like i did most nights. Why did i have to say that? I couldn't have kept my stupid, stupid mouth shut! Nice going, Autumn!

I got out of bed round 6. It was Saturday, so i was the only one a wake. I was quite as could be as i paced back and forth through our first floor, all the bed rooms being on the 2. I paced a lot, it was something that helped me think. I would think, as stupid as thissounds, of me, Autumn Darkin, being in a ddifferentworld. It would sometimes be a show i watched once called The secret Saturdays, It would be Pokemon (the original of course) sometimes to. I think you know how awesome that would be ;). After i first played brawl, i thought about going to the brawl universe. After a while that got boring. Then it was The Legend of Zelda. The most resent was Kid Icarus, as stupid as that may sound. Then it was back to brawl!

Right now i was thinking of nothing like that. I was thinking of the hell i just put myself into. I knew something was up about this place. I was so nervous i felt myself becoming sick. I was still in my PJ's so i went to my wardrobe. I had a very picky since of fashion. I only will wear pants, and most of my other cloths where short sleeve t-shirts. Most of them being black. I thought since it was going to be hell there anyway, i could save them the energy of having to find out how much of a freak i was.

I put on my black zelda t-shirt that had a gold triforce on it. Then some of my dark blue jeans. they were tight at first but at the bottom got bigger. it toke me a scound to decide witch of my two shoes i should wear, my black Airwalk tennis shoes, or my black and white converse. I chose the Air-walk. the only problem was that they had pink on them. The color i will someday distoy! Because of my pants being a little to long, and big at the bottom, the pink was covered up. Score one for Autumn.

I put on my Black hat witch also had a gold triforce on it. I thought about drawing a triforce on my hand, something me and my brothers do a lot, but figured this would be enough for now.

My mom woke up and looked at me, but knew not say anything. I ate some, but i never can eat that much. I told mom i was going to go over to, Lee's. I told MY my mom that i was going away for a while and that someone would have to tell her why i would be gone for 5 Freaking months!

Lee was my only friend that i could actually talk to in person. She lived a block down so i would always walk down there. We where friends, but between me and you, She was a bitch at times. I'm thirteen and she's 10. Because I'm short for my age we are the same height. She goes around telling everyone that she's so tall and about the 13 year old that's she's taller than. It's a lot worst than you think.

I knocked on the door and she answered. I was shocked that she was actually awake. She shoke her head slowly in disapproval after looking at my out fit. She did that every time i wore something like this. Not only dose she think she knows everything about fashion, but i never seems to get through her head that i don't give a damn about how i look and what anyone thinks.

She went on the second i got there about how she got this months cloths before i could say anything. That's right. She thinks she is so poor yet she gets new cloths every month. I would hate to be her (I'm rolling my eyes). I followed her to her room after what seemed like forever!

"So, what is it? Finally came to your scenes and want help with your fashion and love life?" Did i mention that she has had 5 boyfriends even though she is 10? She thinks she know everything about guys (Insert eyes rolling face here).

"No, and.. no!" I shouted the last part. Maybe she would get the message! "I came to tell you i won't be at home for 5 months."

"Why?"

"My mom wants me to go to some camp. She says it will be good for me." I rolled my eyes. She just laughed.

"Well, you know Melody." That was my mom's name. I playful punched her arm. I never liked it when she called my mom by her name. It just was weird and not very respectful. "So when will you be going?" she continued.

"He going to be here round one."

"Well, you better go get packing! and if you need any help..."

"No!"

It was twelve. All my stuff packed. I was going through some huge ansity right now but i needed to do this. I decided that it would be best. I could finally prove to myself and my stupid family, That i can do this! But i was still getting sick from the anxiety.

"Do you have everything packed?" My mom asked me as she sat down next to me on our couch. Before you ask i was not in our basement!

"Yes, mom. I packed a backpack and a suitcase. I think I'm good."

"Please tell me your bringing some shorts not just those pants."

"Course." Yeeah. I just lied in case you didn't know :).

"Well, good. I'm going to miss you."

I'll miss you, too." I said. Not sure how true that was.

"So.. yes?" Said MH. He was on our porch and saw my bags.

"Yes." I said not looking at him.

"Well, we can walk there so just take you back-pack and then we will get you suitcase tomorrow." Wait? Walk there? How in hell are we going to do that. obviously She wasn't paying any attention cause she just nodded. mom.

I put my backpack on and cause i was short for my age, it was a little to big. I has stuff in there that i just had to bring. With that done we started walking. I was shy most of the time so i just looked on the ground for the first ten minutes. I do that at home a lot.

"Okay, now we are almost there." I sighed at how happy he sounded. I looked up and we where walking into a forest. What the hell! I have been in this forest several times before and nev-

My thoughts where interrupted as i felt a pain come over me. I had to close my eyes. It seemed like forever before this pain got better and i stood back up. After about 3 minutes, i felt fine again. weeeird...

"hey, what was that all..." I stopped as i turned to tux guy, and well. Let's just say he wasn't there. a giant, freaking, floating hand was! I screamed and well, as pathetic as this is, i felt my eyes roll back and my head and the hard ground hit me. I freaking fainted!

Please review! It always help! Sorry bout some mistakes and if this is a little depressing...