(School work + Author's block + Typhoon = BAM! Crappy chapter. Sorry. :) )
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Previously on G R A C E :
"Bye, Stuart, Stan and Sam!" I shout. "Bye to you too, Walter!" I add. I don't know why I did. He looks at me and then nods once. Such cute kids.
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After Walter and the triplets left, a few more came.
"Here you go." I smiled at the small girl in a mermaid costume.
"Thank woo!" She smiled and I saw that she had lost her two front teeth, I smiled at the sight. She waved good-bye and I watch her go away before I slump down and sigh. This day was very tiring.
I went inside and sprawled myself on the the couch and released a content sigh. I stood up again and went to make myself some popcorn and enjoy the buttery goodness while watching Insidious.
I know, I know. Grace, it's halloween! Why the heck are you watching Insidious? It isn't that scary. I honestly have watched this a bunch of times, alone. I have survived this. Although, it always gives me the creeps afterwards.
Finally, the credits roll and I release the breath I didn't know I was holding. I slowly release my tight grip on the bowl of popcorn on my hand and inch closely to the remote control near the television screen to turn it off. . . quickly.
I slowly reach for the remote. My eyes just focused on the thing that turns televisions on and off. I finally got the remote and when I looked at the TV screen, a scary ghost was infront of me!
"Raaaaaaaaawrhhhhh!" I scream so loud and punched the thing scaring me and it fell to the floor with an 'oof!'. And then, the thing starts crying. Then the crying turns to wailing with a mix of screeching. I look at the thing that terrifyingly turned out to be my younger sister, Freida. Uh-oh.
My mother runs down the stairs and she looks at the scene in front of her; Freida wailing, me just staring at her with a look of horror in my eyes. Then, we lock eyes and I have seen my death.
"What happened here?" My mom shouts. "Grace? Why is your sister crying and why are you just staring at her?" She glares at me in a motherly way. I gulp.
"I-I, Sh-She-" I take a deep breath. I hope she's ready for this. "Well, IwaswatchingInsidiousandthenwhenthecreditsrolled-" I pause for a breath and then started again. "AndthenIreachedfortheremoteandFreidascaredmewithamaskand I accidentally. . .punched her." I awkwardly smile at my mother.
"Well, as much as I did not understand what you just said." She pinches the bridge of her nose and sighs exasperatingly. "We'll talk about this as soon as I soothe your sister. Go up to your room." I willingly went up the room and took the bowl of popcorn with me. I wince when I hear my mother soothe Freida and she screeches.
I close my bedroom door and walk towards my desk. I fire up my laptop and just play Papa's Pastaria. Yeah, I still play online games. Sue me. I was currently cooking Jojo's pasta when mom knocked on the door.
"Come in." I shout, my eyes focused on the screen. Mom walks in and slowly closes the door.
"Grace, you should be more careful with your sister."
"Mhm, yeah." I murmur while slowly serving the other customers waiting.
"Grace, look at me." She scolds.
"Yeah, just let me finish this."
"Grace! Pause the game." I got startled that the sauce scattered. I groan and pause the game then turn to look at my mother who sighed. She looked serious so I sat completely still.
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Just Bad Luck
أدب المراهقينA story about a girl and a boy who fall in love with each other in a series of big-time blunders with a whole lot of bad luck. (Written at the age of 13. Read at your own risk. *cringes*) Copyright © 2015 itsluigi