Never Let Me Go

A scary beginning

''As a life lives a story stays true'' that's what my mom used to say now we are just a broken boat sailing away .'' Hi my name is "Brooke Johnson '' many people call me Brookie ,and this is my story. I used to go to the Colombia university back at the united states until, my parents decided to move to California. It took some time for me to take it all in,I had to find new friends
And a new roommate. It was my first day in the "Stanford University" of California state . I met few people who seemed to have 2 faces the people who pretend to be your Best friend when really they talk about you behind your back. They showed me around for a bit until the bell ''Rang" everyone came storming into the cafeteria until I bumped into a guy,A guy with pretty light brown eyes who wore blue glasses. He asked if I was okay I swear i thought i had breathing problems right when i saw him,I answered Yes i am okay. I walked by him i could see him still looking at me through the corners of my lilac glasses he seemed to be a little worried but about what I asked myself. Later that day i needed to go to the principals office for the keys to my dorm, Hi you must be miss Johnson welcome to Stanford university here are your keys to your dorm room I wish you best of luck Brooke. Thanks i politely replied.I Walked down the stairs heading to the little library looking building I felt someone following me every turned i made,When i turned around the boy looked familiar of course he is the boy I bumped into earlier, I tried to say hello but he came in to fast like if he was trying to push me away from something. Was i in his territory i thought to myself, Was i somewhere I was not supposed to be before i could say anything he stormed and pulled me and said "What are you doing here" going to my dorm I replied "In the middle of the night he said" Yes I replied as i snatched away from his grasp in the middle In the night I snapped, And what are you doing here in the middle of the night.