Point of view: Florie
Once upon a time, in the city of Kennedale, there lived two kids named Brandon Walter and Florie Walter! Florie lives with her brother, Brandon. They live at 212 Dedicated Drive , Manhattan, since her parents died when she was very young. Brandon never told her how, though. Probably because he doesn't want to make her really sad.
Florie has nice dark red hair. So is her brother's hair. Her eye color is brown. So is her brothers. Florie's 12 years old and her brother is 17 years old; right now, she's watching her fave TV show, Goosebumps.
"Come Florie!" called Brandon "I want to show you my latest invention!"
" Sure, I'm coming," Florie replied as she closed the TV. "it better not be an exploding donut again. Otherwise, you'll be in trouble for wasting my time just trying to comb out my hair and wash my ashy face. Plus re-apply all that make-up". Brandon's kind of crazy for donuts.
Florie made her way down the stairs. Before reaching Brandon's inventing room, she saw a shadow outside. She looked closer at the window to see what it was. It was a man. She gasped in surprise!
"What is it?" her brother shouted.
"N-n nothing!" Florie stammered. Okay so it wasn't nothing. Who would be spying on them from her own backyard. It's just so freaky thought Florie. She ran into the inventing room.
Brandon probably noticed that she looked pale and asked uncertainty "Are you okay?"
" Yeah, I'm fine" she replied quickly. Just then then the basement went dark, literally.
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