Tuesday, October 27, 2009

"The Black Cat Twitched Its Tail Twice. It Hissed...."

It arched its back and hissed again. The snake was now curled into a ball with its head sticking straight up. It was ready to strike. The cat stuck out its claws and lunged. The claws pierced the snake's flesh as the cat yelped and clawed. The snake was defenseless. After a few more minutes of clawing, the snake was dead. The cat took out its claws and ran away.

Friday, October 16, 2009

"The Boy Next Door" Chapter 2 Part 1

I woke up the next morning to find that I had to get ready for school. Harrington High School was fairly large. I sat looking out the passenger side window that morning. "I will pick you up at 4. Call me if you need anything," he said this as he handed me my notebooks and other school supplies from the backseat. I took them and got out of the car. "Bye Dad." I shut the car door and walked toward my new school.

My first two classes were okay. The teachers made me stand up and say something about myself in front of everyone. I entered my third period class and sat down in an unoccupied desk near the back of the classroom. As I waited for class to start, a girl sat down in the desk beside mine. "Hi," she said trying to get my attention. I looked to the seat beside and saw the girl. She was dressed in a plain red t-shirt and ripped blue jeans. "My name is Kristen." She stuck out her hand for me shake it. "Hi. I'm Julie," I said as we shook hands. "Oh, so you're the new girl. I heard about you from someone last period. So, how do you like it here?" She seemed fairly nice. "It's okay. I'm living with my dad and I live next door to a guy named Eddie." Her face turned from happy to concerned.

Monday, October 12, 2009

"The Boy Next Door" Chapter 1 Part 3

As we continued talking, he suddenly realized something. But before he could talk, Ray came outside. "I see you two have met, Eddie. Ed, this is my daughter Julie," my dad introduced us with excitement. "Nice to meet you Julie. Your dad is a great man. I'm sure you are going to love living with him." Eddie shook my hand and then put both hands into his pcokets. "Hey Jules, if it's alright with you, maybe Eddie could stay for dinner?" It's funny how my dad suddenly asks for my permission before he can do things. It's like I'm his mother or something, which is very weird. "Sure, Dad. It's your house. I don't mind." My father smiled at the answer.

So, that's how we ended up in my dad's dining room, eating some kind of food. I could already tell that my dad has never cooked in his life and that he has relied on fast food. I sat on the right side of my dad and Eddie sat across from me. We really didn't talk much, which was pretty awkward. "So Julie, how do you like our town?" I was only in this town for close to two hours and all I have seen was Eddie's and my dad's houses. "It's okay, I guess." To be honest, that was an idiotic question. I wanted to tell him that, but I didn't want to seem rude. "If you want, I can give you a tour. There are some great places I think you will like," Eddie said before he took a drink of water.

After dinner, Eddie went back home. Then it was just me and my dad standing in the living room. "I'm going to bed. Good night." I started to climb the stairs when dad said, "Julie, I'm really glad you're here. I really am. I just want you to know that event though we don't know much about each other, I think we should go to the mall or something and just spend the day together." Ray did sound like he really wanted to get to know me. "Okay." I turned and went up to my room. After I put my pajamas on and climbed into bed, I saw a figure in the window of Eddie's house and I don't know, but the figure looked exactly like Eddie.

Thursday, October 8, 2009

"The Boy Next Door" Chapter 1 Part 2

After about 12 minutes of going back and forth from the car to my new room, I finally found my soccer ball and went outside. I wouldn't call the yard huge or small. It's kind of medium sized, but its good enough for me. I started dribbling the soccer ball and kicking it against trees. I gave the ball one good kick and it went flying over my head and over the fence. "Ow." I went over to the fence and looked over. I saw him looking up at me and rubbing his head where the ball had hit him. "I am so so sorry. Are you okay?" He bent and picked up my soccar ball and handed back to me. "I'm fine. It's just that after living here for two years and you never get hit in the head with a soccar ball, you become accustomed to it. Then you actually get hit by one and it kind of confuses you.," he said. To Be Continued!!!

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

"The Boy Next Door" Chapter 1

The day of my sixteenth birthday, my life ended. Actually, it was mother's life that had ended. I can't describe the feeling of seeing my own mother drenched with her own blood and not breathing. As of then, I am now living with my father, Ray. My father who I haven't seen since I was ten years old. "I am so happy to finally see you again, Jules. You are going to love your new home," Ray said, almost enthusiastically. "I can't wait," was all I said.
After 3 hours of very akward silence, we finally made it to my new home. I was three stories, including the attic, had an iron fence wrapped around the backyard from each side of the house, and a two car garage. My dad's car came to a stop and I climbed out and looked around. Sure, it wasn't the house that I had lived in with my mother, but it would have to do. My father came around to the passenger side of the car, looking as if he was wanting to say something. That was when his cell phone started ringing. "Why don't you get your stuff out of the car. I have some important business to take care of." With that, he went inside and left me to get my own things out of his car. As I went to the trunk of the car, there in the window of the house next door was someone watching me. I don't know who it was, but I suddenly had a bad feeling.

Friday, October 2, 2009

My New Story

Since we are to be writing about Halloween, I have decided to write my own story on my blog. The story is called "The Boy Next Door." This story is about a sixteen year old girl who goes to live with her father after her mother's death. She meets the boy next door and thinks he is nice, but when her new friends start disappearing, she starts to believe that the boy next door is not all that he seems to be. Be sure to read the first chapter of this new scary story.