Murderer on the ride

Chapter 1 The Box

It was 1979 in the east side of London. The weather was like a Giant refrigerator going on maximum. Our story begins at a neighborhood that is quiet, nothing unusual, until today. Nathan, or Nate for short, lives in a shed with his whole family. You can imagine how tight it can be with so many people and little space, it's like going inside an elevator with 15 people. THUD! Nate just came back from exploring he is the type to let his curiosity take control, "what was that" said Jackie, Jackie is Nate's sister and she's mostly about the books. "I think it came from the roof" Nate said, Jackie and Nate ran out side, before we go on I should tell you that this is a story were fate and mischief collide . The outside of Nate's home was not a normal one, there was a bird on the power line that would not move at all, it seemed like he was dead. There was also a hose on the floor but it was never only on the floor sometimes it would be on roof or even on the door. Once outside they saw an object sliding off the roof. The object looked like it was heading for Nate, BA MM!! Nate got hit. Ow!! Nate shrieked, Jackie grabbed the wet object. Up close it looked like mail, Jackie looked at the stamp but it was too wet read. Nate who was soaking wet asked "what is it ?", Jackie replied "I don't know". "ARE YOU KIDDING ME!" Nate cried "YOU DON'T KNOW?" before he could continue Jackie pulled him back inside of the house. Jackie ran upstairs and put the mail away and rush back downstairs, Nate looked outside and realized what was happening. Quickly like a cheetah he ran around the house and looked for anything out of place and fixed it. "Next time we shouldn't stay so long outside" said Jackie, "yeah good idea" Nate said laughing. The reason why Jackie and Nate had to come in all of sudden is because there family was coming home from work.