Unfortunately, I don't own the 39 Clues.
My mother has always been a bit over-protective. But it was my eleventh year that I started to think that maybe she was going a bit crazy. Don't get me wrong—I love my mom—but….I think I should just tell you from the beginning.
I was sitting on the table, doing homework. It was my tenth birthday last week and mom had bought me a gigantic cake I we were still eating it. I was licking the icing off the plate when something on the T.V. caught my attention.
"…Isabel Kabra has been missing since last week. Police say she is armed and highly dangerous. She stole a gun from a local police officer. Kabra was charged for the deaths of four people and the attempted murders of quite a few people…"
Hmm, a murderer? I thought. I didn't think it was very important then and jus continued on with my homework, that way I didn't have to do it in the morning and be late for school. Then there'd be no girls to chase me.
Why do girls chase me? I have no clue. My friend Minnie said she overheard a girl names Ashley Simmones talking to another girl names Kara Hedlin about how "hot" I was. I don't think I'm "hot". Gosh, I'm only ten! I asked my mom about it and she smiled, saying I was her "handsome little man". I didn't really look like my mom. Her hair was auburn, a thin face and shining green eyes. She's very pretty.
I had caramel skin and hazel eyes. They're nearly green, and it looks quite strange with my complexion. My hair is jet black.
Mom tells me about my family. She shows me pictures of her brother—my uncle. He has dark blonde hair, and green eyes, like mom. His face is rounder than mine or mom's, and he had a smirk on—kind of mischievous. His name's Dan.
Speaking of my family, I've never met them. Mom promises I will soon. She says Uncle Dan would love to have us visit. I don't know Uncle Dan, but with all the things Mom always says about him, I'm eager to meet him.
There are also the pictures of the woman with blonde and black hair. That was Nellie, and she took care of my mom and uncle when they were younger. Mom also has a few pictures of the old man named Fiske, who's my mom and Dan's uncle.
After I'd finished my homework, I flopped on the couch and flipped though the channels. Things about that murderer Isabel Kabra kept popping up.
My mouth hung open for nearly thirty minutes when I heard this:
"Mrs. Kabra was also charged for the attempted murders Amy, Dan and Fiske Cahill…"
Ahhh, this chapter wasn't all that good, but I'm only starting. Anonymous reviews are welcome!
