James sat down on his bed and sighed. Nothing would ever be the same. His parents were gone, he was only seven years old, and worst of all, he lived with a fifteen year old sister who hated him.
"This would never have happened if I stopped her," James said, "But maybe she knew it was coming...
"Maybe she wasn't murdered and commit suicide...
"But why-"
"James!!!" Jenna screamed, interupting his thoughts.
"What?!" James shouted back.
"Come down here!"
"I don't want to!"
"You're forgetting I'm the one in charge!" James didn't reply. He just slammed the door shut and scowled.
"Why does she hate me?" James asked himself, turning his thoughts from his mother to his sister. "I mean, I'm not sure if I did anything wrong."
"But what if...she was jealous..." Once again his thoughts were interupted. But it wasn't Jenna. It was the door.
"Argh, not again!" James said angrily before walking down the stairs.
"What's going on?" he asked in an innocent seven year old voice.
"Well little brother, we're MOVING!" Jenna said excitedly.
"W-w-w-what why?" James stammered.
"I'm not telling why, but we're going to the city!"
"Okay, okay, fine, when are we leaving?"
"Tomorrow at five o' clock in the morning." James didn't need to think twice about moving. He ran up the stairs and into his bedroom.
But he wasn't excited.
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How is it going?
I'm trying to make the chapters more long, so I'm really sorry that the first chapter was short.
Once again, please comment!
