My eyes flutter open as the car pulls into our driveway. I reach over and unbuckle my seat belt. I open the cardoor. I look up and see the beautiful full moon. I wonder what it would be like to walk on the moon. I snap out of my moon thoughts because of a russel in the bushes.
"Psst. Hey you!" a mysterious voice whispers.
"Who are you?" I whisper-yell.
"My name is Pet-" ..."Sierra get in the house!" The voice gets cut off by my grandmother.
"Yes GG (great grandma)" I say politely as I hurry to my door. Before I go in I turn around and get a glimpse of the boy before he disappears into the darkness of the night. He has light brown hair and hazel eyes. Kinda cute. "Get in the house now Sierra" yells my grandma. I finally walk into my house and hurry into my room and lock the door. I rush to get out my sketch pad. I start to sketch out his face. Does he have anything to do with my dream? My thoughts are interrupted by my little sister, Amiyrah (Ah-my-ra) barging into my room.
"GG said go to bed now or you're gonna get in big trouble!" Amiyrah yelled
"Yeah sure,whatever" I said blandly.
"Ooooooooooh I'm tellin' you said WHATEVER! " She says as she skips out into the hallway.
"Ugh I have never met a more annoying little 7 year old." I muttered.
I push my sketch pad under my pillow. I turn over and look out the window at the beautiful night sky. I'm just an outcast. I fall asleep slowly.
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Lost Kids
DiversosA modern version of Peter Pan and the lost boys. CeCe as the boys would call her is an outcast in her home the she until one day she runs away and she meets the Lost Kids.
