I, Abraham Johnson, had many friends, but only one stood out in my mind, and his name is James MacArthur. We are best friends, and never do anything apart. We are best friends, and we keep no secrets from each other. I knew he had nothing to hide from me, and he knew I had nothing to hide from him. Until now, when my grandfather had shown me the alien, he had made me promise not to tell anyone. So I could betray my grand father or betray my friend, I chose my grandfather...
"Hi, James," I said, as I hurried to catch the school bus.
"Hi, Abraham," he casually replied.
"I need to talk to you." I said as we found our seats.
"Okay."
I told him start to finish what had happened in the tree house, then made him swear not to tell anyone about the alien. He agreed, and we shook on it.
That night James slept over in my tree house, we talked about the alien, and how high the possibility was that the alien race was coming to get the creature back. "That creature looked intelligent," I said, "If more of its species comes to get it, they could be deadly."
"Well, what can we do about it," James replied.
"For a start we can prepare by deciding what we can do if the alien attack actually occurs," I started to list possibilities out loud, while James wrote them down on a small scrap of paper from his science notebook. Our best idea was to make my tree house into a fort, with re-enforced walls, and enough tinned food to last us for one year. That list was forgotten about for about eleven months, until the night of January 1, 2012. When the first ship came into view...
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ParanormalWhen aliens invade earth only one man can save humanity, meaning himself, everyone else is dead. Abraham Johnson needs to get to the laboratory of his grandfather, Victor Dauksza. If he can reach it in time, he might be able to call of the alien str...
