Ford F250

Chapter 1

        It's finally your birthday, and you're about to head to your favorite place in the whole world : Chuck E Cheese. You're turning seven today; you invited all of your friends, from Little Timmy to Big John. Big John is your favorite uncle. You trotted into the birthday room, presents from your mother in your hands. You almost tripped, but Big John caught you. That's why he's your favorite. You and your friends sat down all of your gifts on a big table in the back of the room. Your Uncle John walked over to you, until he was directly behind you. He picked you up and sat you on his lap, as he said, "You can open my gift first~." You smiled, appreciating the gesture. 

           You nod your head, waiting for him to bring out his gift, a light in your eye. He smirks, slowly unzipping his fly. You always wondered why they called your uncle 'Big' John, but now you know.

           Your fun was ruined as your mother walked into the birthday room. 

           "John! Stop that! Not everyone is your toy." You looked at your mother, confused as she pulled you off your uncle's lap. 

           You see your uncle smirk as he heads into the small bathroom located in the corner of the birthday room. You return to your birthday party, grinning delightfully as your mother brings out your cake. It is covered in white frosting. You don't remember asking for frosting. You wanted a plain cake, with a cake topping bar. You found this weird, as the topping bar was already set up, but you didn't care. White frosting is good anyways.

        Your mom looked disgusted as she placed the cake on a table, cutting small slices for each child. You only had five friends over, so your mother didn't have to cut many pieces. Your mom finished giving everyone a piece before looking down at the cake and shaking her head. 

         "They won't know anyways. It's fine..." She didn't cut a piece for herself, but she did give one to your Uncle John, who looked at it with a seductive grin. Everyone sat down and ate their cake, all mentioning how delicious the frosting was. Your mother shook her head, regretting her decision.
          "Can we open presents now?" you asked your mother, sprinting over to the gift table. 

            "Sure sweetheart." Your mother said approvingly, secretly hoping nothing weird would happen. 

          You squeal happily, rushing to grab a gift. You pick up a shiny silver bag with green and pink tissue paper. It was from Little Timmy. You smile as you open the package, finding a toy dinosaur inside. 

            "I love dinosaurs!" you screech. Your mother gave you a stern look, which meant you forgot something. You look back at your mom, confused, but then you realize what you've forgot to say. 

         "Thank you Little Timmy!" you smile, Little Timmy nodding his head back at you.
          You open all seven of your gifts (two were from your mom), and you seem to be happy. All of your friends got you something related to a dinosaur. You were happy. 

           "Buddy, you didn't open my gift!" your Uncle John frowned. You look at him, confused yet again. 

        "Yes I did!" you frowned. 

         "No buddy, I have another gift." your uncle pointed to under the table, where a giant rectangular box was. It was wrapped in a green wrapping paper. You went to go grab it, but your mom snatched it away, knowing exactly what was inside. 

        "You can't have this quite yet buddy. You're only seven." You smiled, glad your mom was keeping you safe. You saw your mom turn to Uncle John angrily, but you shrugged and continued with your party.

         Your mom called you over to her, giving you 50 bucks for your birthday. She also handed you money to play games with your friends. You said thanks to her, hugging her with all of your might. You and your friends were just about to run out of the birthday room, but you stopped in your tracks. Someone else had entered the birthday room.