Chapter One
I was ten walking on the sidewalk. I was all alone my mom had died just a couple hours ago and I didn't know where my dad was he left me and my mom a long time ago. I was bleeding every where and had broke my arm. Then a man walked up to me, I asked for help but it wasn't really understandable because I was dehydrated. I'm not really sure what happened after that but when I woke up I was in a room that had a huge American flag on the wall. A man was standing beside me, he had dirty blonde hair, blue eyes, and a brown jacket that had 50 on the back.
At first, I didn't understand what was going on, I mean I never really had met someone who cared for me before. He told me he would take care of me until he found my parents. I had to tell him I didn't have any parents and never met any other family. He said his name was Alfred F. Jones, then he asked me for my name, so I him my name was Grace.
He told me that for now on he would be taking care of me. Then he said that I should rest right now since I was still badly injured. When I woke up there was a pair of new clothes and sneakers laying at the edge of my bed, so I changed then went down stairs. Alfred told me he was cooking pancakes and bacon which was something I've never eaten before. Alfred said he would go to the store and buy me new clothes and some more food. He told me his friend would watch me until he came back because he didn't want me to be getting up that much until my injuries were fully healed.
He called someone who was called Author/England. A couple minutes later the doorbell rang. "Alfred, why did you want me to come over this time bloody jet!" He yelled. Alfred told me to watch tv while explained why he called Arthur over. Alfred asked if England could watch me until he came back. So England agreed. I had been eavesdropping on their conversation for most of the time because I didn't know how to turn on the tv. Alfred introduced me to England. He asked me a couple questions, which for most of them I didn't understand what he was asking me, since I never went to school. So for most of the time Alfred was gone he taught things like how to read and write. Then he cooked me some scones, but before I could eat any Alfred came in and once he saw the scones he screamed to the top of his lungs, "Are you trying to kill her." "I was only giving her some scones." England said. "So you are trying to kill her." Alfred said. While Alfred and England were screaming at each other I walked over to the groceries Alfred brought home, I stumbled across something it was a card that said welcome home, I brought it over to Alfred and asked him what it was for. "Oh crap" he said. "America, don't say that in front of a child" Author yelled. "Why does it say W-E-L-C-O-M-E H-O-M-E?" I asked confused. "Well I was going to surprise you tomorrow but I guess I have to now" he said disappointed. "Surprise me with what?" I asked. "We'll since I'm taking care of you now I was going to throw a party for you" he said. "What's a party?" I asked. "A party is a celebration for something or someone" Arthur said. "Yeah thanks for that" Alfred said sarcastically. "Your welcome." "Oh so we're having a party" I said. "Yeh but for today we need to get some more things for you" Alfred said. "Okay big brother" I said smiling. "Big Brother?" Al said confused. "Yeah since you're going to take care of me I might as well call you something and you're too young to be my dad" I said. "Hmm I guess you're right" He said. "Okay for now on I'm your big brother" Al said smiling.