OUTFITS ARE ON POLYVORE
I ONLY OWN RAVEN CARPENTER, NICK CARPENTER, AND ARCHER CARPENTER
BASED OFF OF THE SONG KIDS IN THE DARK BY ALL TIME LOW
Great. It's raining.
Don't get me wrong, I love the rain. But at a time I need to get out, rain was not the weather that I would be happy about right now. Especially from all the screaming and shouting that is going on.
Who is screaming and shouting? It's none other than my dad and my older brother, Nick.
Ever since my mom died since I was nine years old, my dad joined the motorcycle crew known as Python Badlands and he quickly became president. They are very well-known in Derry. Nobody tried to mess with them. Because my brother is going to be turning 16 within almost 5 months, my dad has been pressuring him to join the crew. Nick, however, was strongly against that idea. Ever since then, they go at each other's throats.
As I was sketching, I saw something from the corner of my eye. I set my sketchpad down on my bed and I went towards my window. Out in the rain, kneeling near the gutter is George, or better known as Georgie, Denbrough. I have babysat him quite a few times and I have classes with his older brother, Bill and his friends, Eddie Kaspbrak, Stan Uris, and Richie Tozier.
"Georgie." I breathed out as I ran out of my room. I ran out of my room and when I came out into the living room, I can still hear my dad and Nick were still in that heated argument from the other room. I just rolled my eyes and stormed towards the rotary phone that was near the door. I opened the door and what I just saw, I never thought that it would shake me to my core this much.
Georgie was crawling away from the gutter, but his arm was completely torn off.
"Georgie!" I screamed out as I ran outside in the pouring rain. I was running down the driveway but because of the cement that is wet from the rain, I slipped. I got back up and then when I tried to grab his hand, he was dragged back into the gutter.
"Billy!" Georgie cried out as he was dragged into the gutter. "No!" I cried out as I kneeled near the gutter. Then, a clown popped up from in the sewers with blood all over it's mouth and a creepy smile on it's face. "You'll float too, Raven. They all float!" he said with a maniacal laugh. I screamed as I ran away from the gutter and back into my house. I dialed in 911 just after I heard someone. "Raven! Are you okay?" I heard Nick ask out. Since my father is spending his times with his motorcycle gang friends, booze, cigarettes, and poker, that left my older brother to look after me and be overprotective.
"I'm fine, Nick." I said as I was hearing the internal ringing. "Why are you wet? Were you in the rain?" Nick was asking. "911, what's your emergency?" I heard the dispatcher say. "H-Hi, I want to report a mur-" I said but then I stopped my words. If I just went ahead and say that Georgie was murdered, Bill would be crushed. "A missing person." I restated. "Okay, who would you like to report?" she said. "Who was it?" Nick asked me, getting concerned.
"G-George Denbrough."