First Day of School 2009

First Day of School 2009
Lizzy (11), Matthew (9), Nicholas (7), Zachary (6), Mark(4) and Jason (20 mo)

Saturday, October 25, 2008

Chapter 5

As we kept on driving, I thought to myself, Why does this guy have me kidnapped? How come the police are everywhere today? Where in the world is mom? I had been thinking these thoughts over and over again in my head. That is until I jerked forward - practically shooting off my seat. Then - just as fast as I shot off, I shot back. Again- does this guy have a license?! Besides Andrew's license? Anyway; I searched for the end of my seat belt while the man kept shouting, "Come on! Lets get a move on!" I finally found my seat belt and and let it quietly click out. Once I got out of the car, I stood in front of an old, rickety, cabin. Some of the roof's shingles were missing, the windows were gray and foggy - some of them shattered - , and the door was nothing but a screen door that had lost one of it's hinges. The rest of the house was full-out covered in holes.

"Nice house," I teased sarcastically. The man just grumbled.

We stepped on the porch - which almost split under our weight - then the man opened the door with a loud screeeeeeeech! Inside was ten times as scary as the outside and two times as scary as a haunted house! There were clothes scattered everywhere, old, rotten food lie on a water stained table - that looked as if it had broken, and got sealed together with duct tape - there was bits and scraps of newspaper strewn all over the floor, and the rest I'd rather not discuss.

"Um, try to make yourself at home." the man said, sounding somewhat shocked, as if he didn't notice that his house was a total pigsty until now. The man headed toward the refrigerator. "Looks like I'm all out of food. I'm gonna go to the grocery store. You stay here and uh, be good. Okay sweetie?"

"Sweetie?! I'm fourteen!"

"Oh, did I say sweetie? I, I meant uh, kid. I guess. Sorry, I used to have a kid. But, then I lost him, no, her, Ugh! It! I lost it! That was years ago, though."

"Uh-huh," I said blankly.

The door screeched close. Man, this place was a comeplete pigsty! Something just had to be done! (Ping!) Well, The dude's gone, I'm alone and I'm queen neatness, let's see what I can do here...

1 comment:

Daphne Kenzie said...

You read to like chapter 8 to me and said you have ten and a half sooooo pleeeeaaaaassseeeeee ppppoooooosssssttt!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!