More perfect than crazy

Chapter 1

Lacey

The sky was dark and gloomy that Saturday morning, with the sound of yelling and doors slamming. Lacey looked out her window and watched the rain crawl down her window. She sat up from her window seat and looked at her bear room filled with packing boxes with some strays laying about on the hard wooden floors. she hopped off and opened a box and found her stuffed rabbit that her boyfriend had gave her. She rapped her arms around it with a tear sliding down her cheek.

This move would be hard and she thought she couldn't bare it.

She search through another box and found pictures with her friend and also her love.

Her carnal brown hair was frizzy just waking from sleeping on the window seat, her sweat pants were twisted to the side ,and her tank was rised up pasted her waist.

But she didn't care she walked out of her room and down the stairs too the kitchen.

She saw her dad taping up large cardboard boxes with black marker scribbled over it saying kitchen.

His head rose up too see her starring at the box with a sagging face, drool stains smeared across her face and bags under her eyes. She held her stuffed rabbit to her chest like a child.

He did a sigh and stood up and faces her.

" Darling! good morning!"

Lacy didn't reply she just stared out into space.

" Dear please get dressed the truck will be here soon."

The truck is for bringing their belongings to ship to America.

Lacey cringed when she thought of the place. Rude, selfish people. she was surely going to hate it.

Lacey rolled her eyes and traveled back up stairs to her room. she didn't even care what she wore she just put a pair of jeans on and put a sweater over her tank. she brushed her hair with out a care and put it into a jacked up bun.

She shoved the loose ends into the boxed and started pushing the box out of the room and down the hall.

The boxes were pretty heavy so she shoved them with her legs by siting on the wooden floors.

She finally arrived to the stairs when her older brother Ben came to annoy her.

" Hello little sister!"

"Ben, I'm little busy!" she said while slowly pulling one of the boxes down the stairs.

" I was just going to ask if you needed help."

"Ben! I don't need help you suck at helping!" a large slam echoed through the halls when the box slammed to the next step.

" That's nice to say to your big brother!"

"Ben it's true every time you try to help you get in the way or you end up destroying something! And it ends up to something valuable! Like that one time!"

Their family was helping to move their wealthy grandmother out of her mansion. And he decided that he needed to help.
Ben walked up to their grandmothers room to see if she needed a hand.

"Hello granny need a hand?" she looked up and saw Ben and did a sweet smile.

"Hello honey! I would love a hand!" She pointed to a large mirror leaning against the wall in the corner of the room.
The mirror was beautiful with detailed carvings in its wood that held it beautifully together.

"Wow that's um pretty big it almost can cover your whole wall!"
"It's been passed down generation to generation" she said with pride. Ben smiled in the most uncomfortablest way.
"I trust you enough for you to bring it down to the truck." she said with an sweet incident smile.
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Ben held the thin but long mirror under his arms slowly walking down the long hallway to the spiral staircase. when he came to the staircase he looked terrified.It was narrow and large windows followed it down the tower staircase.
He looked back at his grandmother who stood there making a shewing jesture to keep going.
He gulped load enough for the grandmother to hear. He took a slow step down with his shaking legs.
" Keep going dear I need to get out of here by noon!" Ben step down a little faster. He stepped down trying to hurry knowing it was almost noon.
There then was a large BANG!
He looked behind him the back of the mirror was hitting the higher steps.
"Shoot." he mumbled. He looked up and saw the sweet lady looking down.
He sighed and picked it up and held it up obove his head. And stepped down.His body shook and was covered in sweat. His hand gripped hard on the wet sweaty wood.
All of a sudden his foot was cought and couldn't move. He looked down and to see what was wrong. Him not paying attention leaned to far and tripped and fell down the stairs. He heard screeching and glass breaking. He Rolled down the stairs and flew out the bottom window with hands and feet spread out it actually looked like he was flying,and rolled down the steep roof. The people from the bottom watched him fly with such force into a large oak tree.