my story
it's only going to be a chapter at a time but eventually you will see my whole book
"A SCARY WORLD"-me<3
It all started the last day before Christmas break, my students as usual were eager to escape from my fourth period class, and have loads of fun for the holidays. When the bell rang, all but one little boy leaped up from their seats and ran out the door before i can wish them a very happy holiday. The one boy came up to me and said "Mrs. Mccall?" "Yes, Mikey?" I replied. "Can you help me?" he said, "What's the problem?" I saw his eyes begin to water as he stared deep into my eyes asking me "pr-promise me you won't tell anyone."
Instead of worrying about this boy little boy, I thought of what was going to be best for me. So, I told him "I can't promise anything, but i do want to help you the best i can, and unless I have to I won't tell anyone." "NO!!!" he shouted, "you have to promise!" he continued as a tear slowly dripped from his eye, down his chubby cheaks, and onto his chapped lips. "If you don't promise, I can't tell you... and I-I-I" he studdered "I n-need to t-tell someb-b-body before it's too l-late!"
He began to sob, and i told him "I promise Mikey". He took a minute to study the expression on my face as if trying to see if i was worthy of his trust. "I-I don't believe y-you, why can't you promise me? YOU COULD SAVE A LI-" he stopped himself. I asked "what were you going to say?" "nothing, nothing, j-just forget it, I don't need you... especially if you can't keep a secret!" I wasn't sure what to do, so I did what was morally right, and not what was going to let me keep my job.
"Listen, I promise, I won't let anything happen to you, tell me, I promise, YOU CAN TRUST ME! I won't betray you." I told him, holding his face so he can look me straight into my eyes and know i can be trusted. "Well, first of all, I will miss my bus. Can I go home with you?" I thought for a moment, and yet again i risked my job to help this poor child. I handed him my cell phone and said "tell your parents you will be late."
"I can't." he continued "I don't have parents, and my brother can't afford a telephone," here i was with all the things I need in life, and so many priveleges, and this little boy, probably has close to nothing. He was my favorite in the class, he was quiet and chubby, he was the youngest in the class, due to the fact he skipped first grade. This boy was extremely nice, and smart, and the ideal student. My heart always went out to this boy, although i didn't know exactly why i think it was because of him being younger than everyone and on the heavy side. He didn't have many friends as well, I just always thought that must have been tough for him.
We walked to my brand new car, and he seemed hesitant to go in. So, i opened the door for him, when he finally sat down he asked "I've never been in a car before, how do i put that strap thing on?" I put his seat belt on and started up the car. Without thinking, I asked if he had radio station he would like to listen to. He replied "I only listen to music on Christmas, so i don't know any radio stations.
I felt terrible, I turned off the radio to make him comfortable, even though it was something he would enjoy. I figured we could talk in the car, and if he had the radio on he might not pay attention to whatever the problem is, and what my advice is. I asked him "What do you need help with?" He responded "I'm afraid" he stopped, and i asked "well, of what""getting in a car accident." I can't understand, but i can imagine it being scary. So, we will talk at my house. Since we weren't talking, I turned the radio back on, a few minutes later i looked at him, and he had a huge smile across his pale face.
Something occured to me during this drive. He said he had to catch the bus, but now he is saying he had never been in a car, he lied somewhere, I wonder what is upsetting him, and why didnt I know about his parents? Why did i have to swear to secrecy? I am so confused, and I'm so afraid for Mikey!
He's in second grade, he has no mother, no father. Lives with his brother, is very poor, how terrible can his worries be that he is about to tell me? It was a very silent ride home, moroe silent then it would be by myself, which doesn't make much sence.
After about 40 minutes of pure siolence we finally arrived at our destination. When we pulled up he looked shocked, that I lived here, in this house. When we walked inside he saw my daughter who just started kindergarten. He said "hello" and I introduced them. abruptly Dana, my daughter, said "MOMMY DO YOU KNOW WHO THIS IS?" before i could comprehend what she had said he said to me " Mrs. McCall, I really want to be alone, and talk, Dana knows my sister," he winked at Dana and I took him into my room.
"Okay Mikey, take your time and tell me the ENTIRE story" I said. "you won't believe me but okay..." I nodded to him to continue. " Okay, when i was 10 months old, my sister was born. She was beautiful, my older brother Josh was nonchelant about it. He said that he saw me and Michelle being born so it wasn't anything new. He was 2 and I had a twin sister Michelle. I remember it like it was yesterday. I had the option of staying at the hospital until my mom and dad walked home with the new baby. or i could walk home with my 2 year old brother and my twin sister who i would have to carry since she did not learn how to walk til much after me. Finally, we arrived home and I layed down, i was exhausted after carrying michelle and myself. The next day, my parents began to walk home with my newly born sisster."
"The polise wouldn't tell me much since I am young, but all three of their bodies appeared in a nearby lake, decappitated. Since then i lived with my brother and sister in the treehouse behind our old house in the woods. The new family has not spotted us yet. When i skipped first grade my sister got left back. and my older brother who would be in my grade stays 'home'and makes it better for us anyway he can."
"Yesterday, I left to find food behind a shoprite near my house, and when i came back, my siblings were missing. I know someone did the samething to them as they did to the rest of my family. We never let anyone learn about my parents, and now I don't know what to do. I don't waant to be alone outside in the treehouse for christmas. I want to find my sibling's bodies before the cops, because I don't want to go to a foster home, can you help me, and let me stay here, just for christmas?"
too lazy to type the nextpage so i will edit tomorrow.
what do you think so far?
"A SCARY WORLD"-me<3
It all started the last day before Christmas break, my students as usual were eager to escape from my fourth period class, and have loads of fun for the holidays. When the bell rang, all but one little boy leaped up from their seats and ran out the door before i can wish them a very happy holiday. The one boy came up to me and said "Mrs. Mccall?" "Yes, Mikey?" I replied. "Can you help me?" he said, "What's the problem?" I saw his eyes begin to water as he stared deep into my eyes asking me "pr-promise me you won't tell anyone."
Instead of worrying about this boy little boy, I thought of what was going to be best for me. So, I told him "I can't promise anything, but i do want to help you the best i can, and unless I have to I won't tell anyone." "NO!!!" he shouted, "you have to promise!" he continued as a tear slowly dripped from his eye, down his chubby cheaks, and onto his chapped lips. "If you don't promise, I can't tell you... and I-I-I" he studdered "I n-need to t-tell someb-b-body before it's too l-late!"
He began to sob, and i told him "I promise Mikey". He took a minute to study the expression on my face as if trying to see if i was worthy of his trust. "I-I don't believe y-you, why can't you promise me? YOU COULD SAVE A LI-" he stopped himself. I asked "what were you going to say?" "nothing, nothing, j-just forget it, I don't need you... especially if you can't keep a secret!" I wasn't sure what to do, so I did what was morally right, and not what was going to let me keep my job.
"Listen, I promise, I won't let anything happen to you, tell me, I promise, YOU CAN TRUST ME! I won't betray you." I told him, holding his face so he can look me straight into my eyes and know i can be trusted. "Well, first of all, I will miss my bus. Can I go home with you?" I thought for a moment, and yet again i risked my job to help this poor child. I handed him my cell phone and said "tell your parents you will be late."
"I can't." he continued "I don't have parents, and my brother can't afford a telephone," here i was with all the things I need in life, and so many priveleges, and this little boy, probably has close to nothing. He was my favorite in the class, he was quiet and chubby, he was the youngest in the class, due to the fact he skipped first grade. This boy was extremely nice, and smart, and the ideal student. My heart always went out to this boy, although i didn't know exactly why i think it was because of him being younger than everyone and on the heavy side. He didn't have many friends as well, I just always thought that must have been tough for him.
We walked to my brand new car, and he seemed hesitant to go in. So, i opened the door for him, when he finally sat down he asked "I've never been in a car before, how do i put that strap thing on?" I put his seat belt on and started up the car. Without thinking, I asked if he had radio station he would like to listen to. He replied "I only listen to music on Christmas, so i don't know any radio stations.
I felt terrible, I turned off the radio to make him comfortable, even though it was something he would enjoy. I figured we could talk in the car, and if he had the radio on he might not pay attention to whatever the problem is, and what my advice is. I asked him "What do you need help with?" He responded "I'm afraid" he stopped, and i asked "well, of what""getting in a car accident." I can't understand, but i can imagine it being scary. So, we will talk at my house. Since we weren't talking, I turned the radio back on, a few minutes later i looked at him, and he had a huge smile across his pale face.
Something occured to me during this drive. He said he had to catch the bus, but now he is saying he had never been in a car, he lied somewhere, I wonder what is upsetting him, and why didnt I know about his parents? Why did i have to swear to secrecy? I am so confused, and I'm so afraid for Mikey!
He's in second grade, he has no mother, no father. Lives with his brother, is very poor, how terrible can his worries be that he is about to tell me? It was a very silent ride home, moroe silent then it would be by myself, which doesn't make much sence.
After about 40 minutes of pure siolence we finally arrived at our destination. When we pulled up he looked shocked, that I lived here, in this house. When we walked inside he saw my daughter who just started kindergarten. He said "hello" and I introduced them. abruptly Dana, my daughter, said "MOMMY DO YOU KNOW WHO THIS IS?" before i could comprehend what she had said he said to me " Mrs. McCall, I really want to be alone, and talk, Dana knows my sister," he winked at Dana and I took him into my room.
"Okay Mikey, take your time and tell me the ENTIRE story" I said. "you won't believe me but okay..." I nodded to him to continue. " Okay, when i was 10 months old, my sister was born. She was beautiful, my older brother Josh was nonchelant about it. He said that he saw me and Michelle being born so it wasn't anything new. He was 2 and I had a twin sister Michelle. I remember it like it was yesterday. I had the option of staying at the hospital until my mom and dad walked home with the new baby. or i could walk home with my 2 year old brother and my twin sister who i would have to carry since she did not learn how to walk til much after me. Finally, we arrived home and I layed down, i was exhausted after carrying michelle and myself. The next day, my parents began to walk home with my newly born sisster."
"The polise wouldn't tell me much since I am young, but all three of their bodies appeared in a nearby lake, decappitated. Since then i lived with my brother and sister in the treehouse behind our old house in the woods. The new family has not spotted us yet. When i skipped first grade my sister got left back. and my older brother who would be in my grade stays 'home'and makes it better for us anyway he can."
"Yesterday, I left to find food behind a shoprite near my house, and when i came back, my siblings were missing. I know someone did the samething to them as they did to the rest of my family. We never let anyone learn about my parents, and now I don't know what to do. I don't waant to be alone outside in the treehouse for christmas. I want to find my sibling's bodies before the cops, because I don't want to go to a foster home, can you help me, and let me stay here, just for christmas?"
too lazy to type the nextpage so i will edit tomorrow.
what do you think so far?