Once there lived a girl named Abby Wothwell. Abby had a Father who worked for the UK Army to fight the Pakistan Terrirost in India, some how her Father never back in her 7th birthday. She had a Mother but she was always busy trying to get her work completed and all those hard stuff. Abby was the only child in her family so she have to live with her Aunty and her cousin's. They don't speak much but she was still happy without company, and she love's to read by herself.
One day...
Aunt : ABBY! there's a mail for you!.
Abby : Coming! *starts running down the stair's* who is it?.
Aunt : its your mum and i think she has a toy for your 14th birthday.
Abby : WHAT?!?! SHE BUYED ME A TOY? I don't play with them anymore.
Aunt : i said i think she buyed you a toy, how am i supposed to know if its an toy.
Abby : Well you might be right when your just guessing.
Aunt : OH! don't be so fussy. you should appreciate your mother's gift and any way she doesnt see you much.
Abby : Yeah, yeah i know but she would've noticed that i grown up to be more mature.
Aunt : Yeah she would've noticed.
Abby : ...*Smile's* OH! what the heck, I still like the present she got me still >U<
Aunt : Okay, i will be going shopping to buy you cake and i am going to put this here.
Abby : But what if Lucy eats it?.
Aunt : Oh, she wont! she's a trained dog.
Abby : You sure?
Aunt : I am very sure *closes door*
Abby : Yeah..your very sure...*walks into the kitchen*
Abby goes to the Kitchen for food to be found on the table because her Aunt's always put food out on the table for them to eat. As Abby walks to the Kitchen she see's her Cousin on the table sitting on it with his little console or what ever. He was sitting in the wrong place so Abby told him too...
Abby : Get off.
Vincent : Make me.
Abby : Hey! i am 4 year's older than you and you can't do nothing about it.
Vincent : Yes i can! cant you see i can do anything with my body?!?!
Abby : Not in this house you can, niether anywhere.
Vincent : As if *hop's off the table*
Abby : Good!
Abby see's that her Aunty made muffins with raisin's in them. She made a Face and left them there to rott, so she had another solution. she went to the fridge and made herself a fruit salad by her own hands.
To be continued.....
