There will be a theme song a the beginning of most chapters to show the mood and feeling of the chapter and also the characters feelings.
Chapter song: Nightcore - Boulevard of Broken Dreams (by Green Day)
Sam looked at the house and looked back at Amy. "You got a key?" Amy nodded in response and handed it to Sam. Sam inspected they key, turning it over and looking at it inquisitively before looking back at Amy "we have two options." Amy nodded and stared into Sam's glistening red eyes. "We can leave this house" she said, gesturing back towards the house behind her "Or... we could wait and see if your family arrive." Without hesitating Amy new her choice was to stay behind, her family would never leave without telling her... surely. She held onto the hope that the family cars that had gone from the drive, had just gone into repair, and the for-sale sign outside was the wrong house. Sam shrugged "fair enough" she smiled warm-heartedly and tossed the key at Amy, "c'mon then", and with that the two girls ventured into the large mansion-sized house.
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Amy P.O.V
Amy walked through the house, there was no sign of life. She walked through the front room, past the comforting sofas, and into the kitchen. There was food in the fridge, but only a shelf-full, there were various small items in the cupboard, but apart from that there wasn't much and the key to the back door was gone from its usual place (behind the plant pot that stood in front of the back door). Amy let out a large sigh and walked back into the front room where Sam sat on one of the long black leather sofas, Amy plonked herself down next to her, letting out another sigh. Why did her family just never make things simple for her. Amy zipped up her dark blue jacket and buried her head into it.
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Sam P.O.V
Sam had never seen such a large house, there must have been at least 4 rooms on the next floor, and at least three above that. The sofas were so comfortable, she could get used to a life like this. Then Sam heard a quiet muffle of the words from Amy in the seat next to her;, "they're not coming back are they" she moved her head to her left to see Amy, her head out of the jacket staring at her with her frost-blue eyes. For a moment Sam considered lying, and being one of those 'positive' people, but there was no point in lying to Amy, "I doubt it" she said. Then Sam got up and walked over to the fire-place, looks like they forgot this, she smiled slightly and looked at Amy offering some hope, she picked up a small photo wit ha picture of a Man and woman, and a young girl and boy, Amy and some other boy, about the same age. She held it out to Amy, Amy walked forward towards it and picked up the photo, staring intently at it. Suddenly a large tear drop fell onto the glass in front of the paper, snuffles began to come from Amy as she dropped the photo onto the soft black carpet and ran upstairs. Great, thought Sam, I always manage to cheer people up she thought to herself sarcastically.
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Sam got up and walked up the stairs, looking in each room for a sign of Amy, she suddenly heard a cry and snuffle from the next floor, once more Sam made her way up the light grey carpeted stairs and onto a new landing. The set of stairs ended and had lead to a long corridor stretching left and right, Sam looked both ways only to see a room open on the right end of the corridor. Amy sat up from her bed, her tear-stained eyes looked up as Sam walked in cautiously"I'm so-so-sorry for running around like that" she stammered, wiping away her tears, "you must think I'm pathetic". Sam shook her head and knelt down in front of Amy. "Do you mind me if I ask what I did wrong" Sam asked as gently as she could. Amy simply replied "Everything". She then proceeded to tell Sam her past, and the possible reason to why her family had left.
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Amy's Story
Well, when I was about five I had the perfect family, my mums name was Angela, and my dad's was Tyler. We always used to go out on day trips, and holidays together, I remember this one time when we were out at a beach, and mum and dad were swimming along side me as I bobbed about in the water, my arm-band came off at one point, but dad swam out as far as he needed to to get it back for me. However a few months later something happened... I remember it like it was yesterday... all too well.
My dad got home and he was shouting and screaming in panic, something had happened, my mum and him proceeded to pack their bags whilst I, a five year old, stood there, confused and scared. I clung onto my mum as I was rushed out of the building.. then I saw it a huge fire had spread throughout the whole neighbourhood, and it was now attacking our house, we got into our car an drove; little did we know the worse was to come. I was already crying and in a frenzy and panic when we left the house, and I was now scared stiff, I had no idea what to do, I just sat in the back seat, my throat worn out from crying, my eyes wide from the horror of fire that I'd seen, all I knew is we were on the way to a family friends. Then before my very eyes I witnessed another horror "screeeeech", "crash" a car had spun out of control on the motorway, and hit our car. I saw red, pure, horrific, red. The next thing i knew I was lying in a hospital bed, my parents were no where in sight...