Chapter 11
Three faces smiled at Craig. Three young children's happy faces beamed at him from the old photo. Craig focused on the young boy in the middle. He seemed so young, carefree, and so happy. The two other children in the photo, two young girls, also seemed as happy and as carefree. The creases in the photo indicated that the photo had been folded and unfolded many times, obviously a favourite photo of Craig's. As he looked at the picture he wondered where it all went wrong, why things suddenly changed and why he was left on his own.
The Past.
The young girl ran eagerly towards the door as the bell rang, "They're here, they're here". She tugged on the door handle and yanked the door open to reveal a white couple standing there. The girls face dropped as she realized yet again here parents had not come back to get her. ' Perhaps they will come tomorrow' she thought. 'Yeah, they will come tomorrow and bring all my other brothers and sisters'. Her thoughts were interrupted by the voice of her best friend,
" Hey Amanda, are they here?" Eliza stared at her best friend. "They haven't come have they? Don't worry, they will be here soon, perhaps they have gone to buy you loads of toys and stuff?"
" Probably, after all, they haven't seen me for ages, so they must know that they missed loads of my birthdays, so they have gone to get me lots of presents." Amanda blinked several times as she spoke, trying her hardest to hold her tears at bay. Deep down she knew they would never come back. Eliza jumped forward and grabbed her friend, pulling her into a giant best buddy bear hug, trying to comfort her and protect her from the terrible pain she was experiencing. They stood in each other's embrace, oblivious to the boy sneaking up on them.
Craig crept up behind them, silently sneaking his way towards the two girls. Then, he saw his chance, " BOO!!" He leapt up from behind the sofa, the girls screamed and jumped back.
" Craig!" They both shouted his name in annoyance simultaneously. Craig laughed so hard at his prank he couldn't stand up properly, and promptly fell to the floor. Amanda and Eliza saw their chance and jumped on top of him. All three rolled around on the floor, all trying to tickle each other. Arms and legs splayed everywhere as the trio of friends had fun.
Present Day
Craig smiled as he remembered the fun he had as a child with his friends. That was, however, until they all left.
The Past
Amanda pulled her suitcase out from under the bed and started to pack her stuff. She was so happy. Someone finally wanted her. She had her very own set of parents now. They had come yesterday and instantly fell in love with her. They were coming back today to take her home. Home. She had her own brand new home. Eliza was also packing. Two people too had adopted her. They had come about 2 hours ago. They decided that she was to go home with them straight away, they did not want to wait. She had got her own family too. This meant that Craig was the only one left by himself. No-one came for him, no one wanted Craig. When he found out he locked himself in his room and cried. His best friends were being taken away from him, and there was nothing he could do about it.
Present Day
Craig's face twisted into a scowl. The day that they left he had vowed he would get revenge for them leaving him. That is was he was doing right now, and Amanda didn't even have a clue. He had taken away the two people she loved the most, two people she deeply cared for. Just like when he was separated from the people he cared about. At this point he decided it was high time he had some fun. He believed had suffered enough already, and it was the right moment to make someone else suffer. He had grown tired of taunting CJ and Dion. It was now that he swaps his tactics and went after the bigger fish, so to speak. The fish named Amanda. He scrabbled around in his dingy room and tried to find an old news paper or magazine. He knew it was and old tactic, but as they saying goes, the old ones never die. He frantically cut out letters and pictures, gluing them onto scrap paper to form a chilling note.
Three faces smiled at Craig. Three young children's happy faces beamed at him from the old photo. Craig focused on the young boy in the middle. He seemed so young, carefree, and so happy. The two other children in the photo, two young girls, also seemed as happy and as carefree. The creases in the photo indicated that the photo had been folded and unfolded many times, obviously a favourite photo of Craig's. As he looked at the picture he wondered where it all went wrong, why things suddenly changed and why he was left on his own.
The Past.
The young girl ran eagerly towards the door as the bell rang, "They're here, they're here". She tugged on the door handle and yanked the door open to reveal a white couple standing there. The girls face dropped as she realized yet again here parents had not come back to get her. ' Perhaps they will come tomorrow' she thought. 'Yeah, they will come tomorrow and bring all my other brothers and sisters'. Her thoughts were interrupted by the voice of her best friend,
" Hey Amanda, are they here?" Eliza stared at her best friend. "They haven't come have they? Don't worry, they will be here soon, perhaps they have gone to buy you loads of toys and stuff?"
" Probably, after all, they haven't seen me for ages, so they must know that they missed loads of my birthdays, so they have gone to get me lots of presents." Amanda blinked several times as she spoke, trying her hardest to hold her tears at bay. Deep down she knew they would never come back. Eliza jumped forward and grabbed her friend, pulling her into a giant best buddy bear hug, trying to comfort her and protect her from the terrible pain she was experiencing. They stood in each other's embrace, oblivious to the boy sneaking up on them.
Craig crept up behind them, silently sneaking his way towards the two girls. Then, he saw his chance, " BOO!!" He leapt up from behind the sofa, the girls screamed and jumped back.
" Craig!" They both shouted his name in annoyance simultaneously. Craig laughed so hard at his prank he couldn't stand up properly, and promptly fell to the floor. Amanda and Eliza saw their chance and jumped on top of him. All three rolled around on the floor, all trying to tickle each other. Arms and legs splayed everywhere as the trio of friends had fun.
Present Day
Craig smiled as he remembered the fun he had as a child with his friends. That was, however, until they all left.
The Past
Amanda pulled her suitcase out from under the bed and started to pack her stuff. She was so happy. Someone finally wanted her. She had her very own set of parents now. They had come yesterday and instantly fell in love with her. They were coming back today to take her home. Home. She had her own brand new home. Eliza was also packing. Two people too had adopted her. They had come about 2 hours ago. They decided that she was to go home with them straight away, they did not want to wait. She had got her own family too. This meant that Craig was the only one left by himself. No-one came for him, no one wanted Craig. When he found out he locked himself in his room and cried. His best friends were being taken away from him, and there was nothing he could do about it.
Present Day
Craig's face twisted into a scowl. The day that they left he had vowed he would get revenge for them leaving him. That is was he was doing right now, and Amanda didn't even have a clue. He had taken away the two people she loved the most, two people she deeply cared for. Just like when he was separated from the people he cared about. At this point he decided it was high time he had some fun. He believed had suffered enough already, and it was the right moment to make someone else suffer. He had grown tired of taunting CJ and Dion. It was now that he swaps his tactics and went after the bigger fish, so to speak. The fish named Amanda. He scrabbled around in his dingy room and tried to find an old news paper or magazine. He knew it was and old tactic, but as they saying goes, the old ones never die. He frantically cut out letters and pictures, gluing them onto scrap paper to form a chilling note.
