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A/N please ignore spelling and grammar for now I promise to edit eventually thanks  

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CHAPTER 1

I was cold and wet and perfectly happy as I splashed in giant puddles on my way home from the bus stop. I loved the rain, it smelled nice and it made the air smell clean for once. I turned the corner and saw my house it was half way down my street, and next to an open space. Every other house on my street was quiet because very few people actually liked getting wet.  

I walked into my house and yelled "I'm home" just for the heck of it. No one was home yet except me and my animals. I heard two meows and watched my two cats appear to greet me. Jackson causally walked out from behind the couch as if he wasn't his hiding from Winston, my other cat who appeared at the top of the stairs and sat there meowing his loudest at me.  

I chuckled and bent down to pet Jackson's black fur as he brushed my leg. Sighing I dropped my backpack on the floor despite the fact it had a laptop in it, the laptops were virtually indestructible unless you dropped them of a building and even that wasn't guaranteed to break it. The laptop in my bag was my school laptop that every kid in ninth grade and above had, they were supposed to be great and useful but more often than not they didn't work.between the random need to get my computer fixed every couple months and the health risk i avoided by avoiding the guy I had a crush on school was torture and it left me feeling drained and in need of a nap. I decided homework could wait until later and I plopped down on the couch ready for a nap when I heard pounding at the door. Since mom wasn't home I didn't move I didn't want some stranger talking to me so I ignored the pounding, until both Jackson and Winston jumped on me while hissing at the door. If both cats agree on something you should listen especially if one is a calm laid back rag doll cat like Winston. Pushing the cats off me I slowly inched off the couch and crawled backwards army style making sure top keep out of sight of the window next to the door. I made it to the kitchen and stood up, I felt myself start to grow scared and I didn't like it.

Grabbing an apple which I stuffed in the pocket of my grey sweat shirt I walked quietly to the back door of my house and opened it as silently as possible considering at rumbled a little, then I walked out into the rain just as the front door was ripped of its hinges and thrown through the front room and crashing into the dining room table. The door being Broken was the last straw for my already small reserve of courage and I took off running through my backyard jumping over the fence into the open space. A pine tree stood near my house and I ran to it and jumped into the lowest branches, ignoring the needles as I climbed as high as possible. Then I sat there watching my house until I eventually fell asleep in the tree.

A/N sorry this chapters short It just felt right to stop it here for now I will update soon but now I'm tired since its like 11:04 right now so I'm going to sleep  

Until the next update here is a random quote enjoy:)

" spending time with children is more important than spending money on children"