Hi,my name is Cleo I am 16 years old and I live with my weird Grandmother. I know that she is a little weird but,she is not easy to convince she is like 5'9 which is a little tall for an old woman but, I don't mind she has Jet black hair and has eyeballs as earrings "Yuck" but enough about her.
I live in a dark building with about 5 windows I don't know anything about my real parents but I know that they got killed in a bad plane crash.
So I'm in my room reading when I hear a knock on my door I go to open it and I see my grandmother she says "Cleo how many times do I have to tell you to do your chores We are going to have some guests over so hurry up!" She says in that menacing voice she has.
I open my mouth to say why when she walks out of my room slamming the door behind her. God I hate her she is so rude. I turn to start fixing my bed .
My bed is small and has maroon covers my room is medium size and is dark blue almost black. After I fix my bed I go downstairs grab the broom and start sweeping after that I grab the mop and start mopping after I do those my grandmother comes up to me and says "Cleo go get washed up I'll take it from here".
I look at her wide eyed and and say "yes grandma." I walk up the stairs and grab my towel from my room and go into the bathroom the whole house is like black but the bathroom was a maroon,and I liked it.
I sigh and take my clothes off and get into the tub I turn the water on hot and start showering. Then all of a sudden someone comes into the bathroom I scream,"GET OUT"! then I notice it was just my grandma I say "s-sorry grandma."
She just scowls at me through the curtain then she says something under her breath then says "The guests will be her soon but there is some new clothes on your bed so hurry." She walks out with a scowl.
I get out with the towel wrapped around me and I see some new clothes on my bed it's a black dress with black boots. I quickly get dress and start to fix my hair,I look at my long jet black hair and brush it out.
I go downstairs and see two adults and one boy. The boy looks at me and smiles I smile back and look down. They all had pale skin and red clothes on I guess that was a little weird.
The mother I assumed had black hair that was straight with red pumps she had light blue eyes. The dad had red hair that was straight he had a red suit and black shoes. The boy had red hair that looked smooth he wore the same thing as his dad. Then my grandma comes out and she looks stunning as ever.
*Tip from the author* this is my first time writing so don't judge me but I would love some feedback so plz keep reading.
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