"What is wrong Jack?" I question my friend. "N-nothing, I just remembered that I need to do something, I need to walk home. I'm sorry." Jack comments. His eyebrows are scrunched together. "Okay... why are you sorry." "I don't know? I don't know how else I am supposed to empathize being sorry." "O-oh... J- jack... what dose empathize meen?" Jack glares at me and rolls his eyes" emphasize means to show in a verbal manner, to say, to show, and so on..." "Oh. Okay, hey, what are you doing this weekend, wanna hangout?" Jack looks at me and sighs. "I don't know? Maybe. I need to check with my dad." Jack responds. I can tell something is wrong with him. His eyes usually are bright and open, now they look almost sad and empty. My guess is that his dad was taken by aliens. That would make me sad. We walked in silence for awhile. Something is really wrong. Once we reached the cross walk we went our separate ways. As I walked, I looked over my shoulder. Jack walked towards the forest the long way. I looked forward again to look for mom. I spotted her in her minivan. From here, I can tell that she was singing. Her profile was rocking back and forth and her long red hair was wiping back and forth. Great! When I reached the car door it slide open instantly. That is what I call magic. "Oh, honey you are here! Where is Jack?" My mom partially screams over the radio. "Yes Mum I am here, Jack is walking home today." I reply. "Get into the car babycakes, I have a meeting with my friends soon. Dad is at work, he will not be back till Sunday night. You will be at home alone! I hope won't mind, sugerpie!"
"No, I don't mind!" I climb into the backseat and drop my backpack on to the seat next to me. Oh how I want to sit in the passenger seat, I am to short and light. Drat! Mum starts the car and takes off at frightening speed. I am always reminded why I don't beg to sit in the front. Mum is such a scary driver. It truly is a mystery why my mom did not die in a car accident and Jacks mother did. I sigh, I miss Mrs. Nimble a lot. No one has it worse than Jack. No mom for eleven years. Must be hard. I shift my body to get comfortable, only then I hear the produce a deafening screech and we turn violently. I am completely used to this way of driving. No screams come from our mouths. I look out the window to catch the people honking at us, I see Karen turn the corner. Not just any corner. The one that leads to the forest. The thing is that basically nobody takes that way. It is extremely long and spooky. Jack and I took the path once to see it at night. Scared the daylights out of me. I did not enjoy that night. No sir I hated that night. I think perhaps it is just a coincidence. That idea backfired when I saw Karen look both ways and looked to see if people where following her. She put her hand in her pocket and took something out. It almost looked like a candy rapper. She talked into it. I don't know if it is just me, but I remember no pockets. W-wait there were no pockets. Holy mother of God! Jack has an alien stalker! What do I do! I need to tell him. Not on his phone but in person. Bam- geinus. When mum leaves I will follow Jack tell him about the alien, the alien will go back to outer space, and our lives will be back to normal!
