Long ago in the American state of Kentucky, a boy named Ross was riding his bike down the cobbled alleyway. Then after that moment, nothing was the same again.
Chapter 2 - changes
Thursday
Early that day, a man on his horse went to the boys hut; he tapped his rapier on the shutters. "Come, come my boy," the old man mummered.
"Who are you, and why are you here." The boy cried. He opened his shutters and who should be waiting there. The landlords great big father. He was best known about his future telling he whispered in my ear.
"Your not a human, you're an alien."
"Nonsense." I shouted I hope he would be lieing but he's always right!
I hopped on to the horse he put a helmet on my head, I got comfortable and closed my eyes in fear; he mentioned some things to me but I can't tell you now.
Over the cobbled we clattered going over a field full of crops. In the distance I could see a round flying saucer looking shape; was this where we are going to? A load of questions were flying around my head, I didn't have the nerves to ask (i was a shy person at the time).
