I watch the people around me. It seems like they have a tube sucking in information. While I just sit here like a normal human, writing with a pencil and paper. I don't know everything, like these robots around me. I on the other hand I am lucky that I have a normal brain, like my dad. We have some common sense. It just seems I am alone in the universe. My sister, who has everything I did not have when I was 7. My brother who is only 9 walks around yelling, " The square root of 64 is 8." But when I come home everyday my dog comes running though the door outside for me to catch him.
The dog if you can believe it is the joy of my life. When I chase him, everyone else thinks that I'm the weirdo. When I moved to this town in Cuba everything changed. The government seems like it is always in a war which is how I got here. My dad works for the military and every day he gets home and he smells like chemicals. It does has it benefits though. He gets a lot more money which means in 4 years I could actually get a car. But it does have it's downs, he is gone a lot. That is my life. Know back to that car...
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Buried
FantasyIn the following events a girl goes through a huge move, her parents being kidnapped, and moving to a junk yard. Crazy right, her life has turned upside. Their are three books in the making so stay tuned.
