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Chapter one

It was a rainy summer day, around 7:30p.m. when Gabby and I were trapped. We went to this house, Mrs. Crittle's, a lady who help me. Gabby and I were lost trying to find our way home. Mrs. Crittle came and took us to her house until we found out where we were. Mrs. Crittle was a nice lady in her mid forty's. She has brown medium length hair that she wore down in a headband with curls at the bottom, kind of like those olden day housewives. Mrs. Crittle had a daughter the same age as I. She had long hair she wore down behind a pink headband. Her hair was blonde and it wasn't as long as mine but close enough. Me and Gabby were cold and wet from outside. We were out there for a good hour and a half when Mrs. Crittle came to help. She gave as clothes to change into and made a fire. "So what are your names?" Asked Mrs. Crittle. "I'm Alice and this is Gabby." I replied. " And how old are the two of you?" Mrs. Crittle questioned us. "I'm 14 and Gabby's 5" I replied. Mrs. Crittle asked more questions. "How do you know each other." I paused and stared at Gabby. I babysat her on the weekends and I just started to think. Of all the times I watched her every time it's like I started to think of her as my own child. Gabby had medium length of hair and it was black. She mostly wore it in a ponytail but she pulls it down when she's about to go to sleep. "She's a... I'm her babysitter." i looked back at Mrs. Crittle. "Oh well how about you stay here for the night while I try to figure things out." Mrs. Crittle said looking at her daughter. "Samantha will cook some dinner." Samantha addressed us to the dinning room. We sat on the chairs and waited. The dinning area was huge and had a long table like the ones you see in mansions. It had fifteen chairs alined. Samantha brought in silver trays like what you see in royal movies. She opened the top and there laid the biggest lobster I have ever see. Samantha knew how to cook. She opened Gabriella's lid and she got chicken nuggets and fries. Samantha mare herself a salad. It was pretty darn handsome, random but I enjoyed looking at it so it must be a handsome salad. " Thank you. For everything." I said smiling, she smiled back. "Oh, thank you. I get really bored and lonely. You gave me something to do." After we ate I was so filled up and looking at Gabby I could tell she was. Samantha took us to the guest room, it was huge. Their house is a mansion. The bed was so big and it was a bed number. It was like everything I ever wanted my room to be like.

Chapter 2

That night I rushed into the bathroom. I was puking my guts out. I felt terrible. I had know idea why. I think it was because of how long I was outside. I might've gotten sick. I finally managed to sleep after I puked up all I ate. The night was hell. I woke up to a beautiful day and felt great. My illness must have been temporary. Mrs. Crittle came in to tell us breakfast was ready so me and Gabby went into the dinning room. Samantha sat down and told us to sit. Mrs. Crittle came in with pancakes, sausage, eggs, crepes, ect. It was perfect. After last night I didn't feel like puking up something so amazing again. I just ate a little. I didn't want to be rude though. "Oh Alice eat more. You know you want to." Samantha was right I did want more. So I grabbed a few sausages and a crepe. After breakfast, it seems like my illness was still there. I puked again. I knew I shouldn't have ate so much. Samantha comes in and asks me if I'm OK. I replied yes, though I felt like crap. She gave me some medicine but I pushed away her offering hand, I don't believe in taking medication. "Are you sure, you don't look good at all." Samantha said. "Yeah, I'm not dieing so I'll be fine." I replied. Mrs. Crittle came in. "Oh honey are you OK." She said. "Yes I'm fine. As long as Gabby's OK I'm perfectly fine." Mrs. Crittle gestured over to me. "I haven't got thing quite settled I'm afraid you have to stay another day. Is Gabby's mom at home." asked Mrs. Crittle asked. "No she's in California for the week." I assured her. Mrs. Crittle smiled and left the room. It was 9:30p.m. and Gabby went to sleep. I walked into the kitchen to get water and when I turned the light on, Samantha sitting in a chair. "Why up so late?" she questioned. "I wanted a glass of water." I answered. "Oh well don't mind me. Haha I sorry if I scared you. I have insomnia. I come to the kitchen to watch for intruders. Haha." I walk over and grabbed a cup and go to the fridge. "Why watched for intruders?" I asked. "Why not watch tv, or draw?" Samantha gave me a strange face. "There's never anything good on at this time of the day." She looked down. "And I don't know how to draw." I sat down by her. "Nonsense. Everyone knows how to draw. It's just on wether or wether not they can draw good. And if you don't know how to draw good you can be taught." I said smiling. "I think I rather watch for intruders. I don't have time to learn." She said. "Tomorrow how about I'll teach you but before that, do you like anime?" I questioned. "I love it. I have have a whole library filled with Manga. That's all I ever read. Why do you ask?" She asked. "Well I can draw anime pretty well." I said. She looked at me smiling widely and asked if I could teach her how to draw. I told her if she had time I will. Then she hugged me and thanked me and went to read some manga, as I returned to bed. The next morning, Samantha got sheets of paper, all sorts of pencils, colored pencils, and a few mangas. She pulled me into her room and told me she was ready for me to teach her. I got a weird looking pencil and began to show her the basics. I drew a circle using lite strokes with the pencil. I looked at Samantha's paper and she drew a crappy circle without lifting her pencil. "Use lite strokes for a better result." I said. She flipped her paper over and began to do lite stokes and it looked pretty good. Then I drew a vertical line down the middle past the circle, off by a little and she did the same. I drew three horizontal lines about and inch apart. I drew curves starting at the cheeks and down to the vertical line. "I'll just show you how to do the face for now." I said.

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