A serial rapist on the loose
It had been a tough week in all of our homes only the little ones were sleeping and believe it or not I kind of believe that they knew something was wrong. Jackie had been kept out of school all week and I had been felid the questions our friends had. My grandmother was being grandmother and was being her usual overprotective self. Jackie who could take being at home anymore decide that she was going back to school on Friday but the press got to her. I swear they must have been watching the house when we left for school. As we parked there were mikes thrust in our faces. Questions were being thrown at us. I threw a punch and hit a reporter that I thought I vaguely recognized. I was screaming for them to leave us alone as was Mrs. Arabelle Chandler, who was the guidance consoler for the high-risk students the creative writing teacher. Just my luck just as my right hook landed the principal walked out in an effort to break it up. Although he did not suspended me he told us both to stay home for the next few days and sent both of us to get our assignments. We were forced to call our parents at work and to tell them what happened but, to our luck both mom and Aunt binx were in a meeting and we got the boss, Grandmother who came in typical Erica Kane fashion. She come and got us both and took us back to her penthouse. We both had to sit through one of her tirades about violence but she also told us both just what she thought about the punch but, she understood why I did it. She was not made and sent me out to BJ's for takeout shush, Grandmother's secret she loves junk food almost as much as we do. As I walking in the door I saw Jackie lose it, I did not know at the time bur, she was having a flashback. Grandmother knew though she called to Jackie walking over to her she called out once again tears falling down both of there faces. I saw grandmother pull Jackie into one of her hugs. It was a hug I somehow was pulled into. I do not know how much time had passed or how we'd wound up sitting on the floor still holding onto each other but, that is how my mother and aunt Bianca found us
It had been a tough week in all of our homes only the little ones were sleeping and believe it or not I kind of believe that they knew something was wrong. Jackie had been kept out of school all week and I had been felid the questions our friends had. My grandmother was being grandmother and was being her usual overprotective self. Jackie who could take being at home anymore decide that she was going back to school on Friday but the press got to her. I swear they must have been watching the house when we left for school. As we parked there were mikes thrust in our faces. Questions were being thrown at us. I threw a punch and hit a reporter that I thought I vaguely recognized. I was screaming for them to leave us alone as was Mrs. Arabelle Chandler, who was the guidance consoler for the high-risk students the creative writing teacher. Just my luck just as my right hook landed the principal walked out in an effort to break it up. Although he did not suspended me he told us both to stay home for the next few days and sent both of us to get our assignments. We were forced to call our parents at work and to tell them what happened but, to our luck both mom and Aunt binx were in a meeting and we got the boss, Grandmother who came in typical Erica Kane fashion. She come and got us both and took us back to her penthouse. We both had to sit through one of her tirades about violence but she also told us both just what she thought about the punch but, she understood why I did it. She was not made and sent me out to BJ's for takeout shush, Grandmother's secret she loves junk food almost as much as we do. As I walking in the door I saw Jackie lose it, I did not know at the time bur, she was having a flashback. Grandmother knew though she called to Jackie walking over to her she called out once again tears falling down both of there faces. I saw grandmother pull Jackie into one of her hugs. It was a hug I somehow was pulled into. I do not know how much time had passed or how we'd wound up sitting on the floor still holding onto each other but, that is how my mother and aunt Bianca found us