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Friday, November 30, 2007

more of my story! ^^
So sorry for not going to any sites or posting wedsneday! My laptop wouldnt let me get onto the interenet!! T.T I couldnt get onto the interent yesterday either T.T I just got on now! I just got back from my jazz improv class! It was so much fun!!! Its almost every friday 2:45-4:15!!!! It was awesome! I am just writing on my story right now lol I got a whole lot...about 14 pages! Only 2 chapters so far lol I shall get to sites later tonight! well page 2 now! Hope you enjoy! still no title! lol Well enjoy ^^
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I began to cry again at his words. I was confused…boys usually were nicer to me…well Tom was at least. “What’s wrong with her?” Jakob asked.
“Nothing is wrong with her, she is just frightened. You are yelling questions at her…she may not comprehend.” His dad explained. “I want Tom!!!!” I screamed. “Who?” Jakob asked. “I want Tom!!! I want Tom…” I began to cry again…I wanted to be with Tom, the only person who was nice to me. “What’s wrong now?” Jakob questioned. “I think this Tom person is someone close to her…do you know where your parents are?” his dad asked. “Dead.” I cried some more…I was remembering about the night my parents died. It’s sad to think that I am all alone in this world. The only person who actually cares for me is at the place I hate the most. I wish that he came with me.
“Dead?” he questioned. I nodded silently. His dad hugged me. “Oh, I am so sorry!” Jakob’s dad began to cry. Why was this old man crying for? He didn’t know my parents. He didn’t even know how they died or when. “How old were you when they died?” he asked. “3…or 3 ½…” I was still crying. “That young?” Jakob asked. He couldn’t believe how young. I nodded silently. “How old are you?” his dad asked. “11 ½…” I told him.
“That’s a long time being alone…do you have any relatives?” he asked. “No…everyone dead but me.” I told him. Why not just tell him about my sad and lonely life. “That is so sad!” his dad hugged me. How many times is this weird old man going to hug me? “Dad can we go home now?” Jakob asked. “Yes…but we are going to take her with us!” his dad picked me up. What was he doing? How dare he do this to me! I kicked and screamed all the way there.
An old woman came out and hugged the boy named Jakob. “My little boy!!” She exclaimed. I think she is his mom…she is very odd. “Oh look at the little girl! She is so cute!!! She looks like a little angel!” she ran up to me and hugged me. I looked like an angel? Weird…I don’t think they know that my name is Ange yet…oh yeah I haven’t told any of them my name, yet they still take me in. They are odd people.
The next morning I awoke in a big pink room. Horrible room! I hate the color pink! Always have! Damn these people for putting me in a pink room! I looked to the other bed in the room…it was a girl…probably 14 or 15 years old. Who is she? “Excuse me…who are you?” I asked. “Oh, your awake finally. I am Sarah! I am 14 years old.” She explained. Oh…so her name is Sarah. So I was about right with the age…that’s good to know. “Who are you little girl?” She asked me. “Ange…” I told her. “What a pretty name!” She yelled. She ran up to me and hugged me. “You are so cute! I wish you were my sister! You would be better than my brother!” She yelled. This whole family likes giving hugs…man they all are odd.
To be continued...

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