I woke up feeling weird. I sat up, pushing my long hair away from my eyes. That was when I noticed my hand. It was gone!
I sighed lowly. I couldn't go to school, nor could I stay home all day. I also didn't want to see something that I didn't want to see.
Groaning, I got out of bed and went to my closet. In there was a secret room.
It had a small couch that sits in front of a small TV with a PS3 and an Xbox. There was a writing desk filled and covered with papers. On one wall were two real bow and a cross bow with three quivers.
The room was more of a safe heaven. Plus, I liked it, so that's all that matters.
Flopping onto the sofa, I started to play some COD. Mom didn't know that I played online since I 'sucked' at it. I just pretend so no one would know.
So, maybe for two hours or so I was cussing and chuckling. Seeing as it was lunch time and no one was home, I got myself something to eat.
After that, I started writing some stories. Maybe I can send it to an editor. Eh, maybe.
That was my day. No one really noticed me gone by now... This had happened more than once before... I'm not that much of a rookie.
YOU ARE READING
Book of Random Ideas
DiversosThis is a book where i just write a little bit of a story. It just is to keep me from going insane. Please read and vote on what you like.
