Something Unexpected
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I didn’t dream, not this night. I had a nightmare. I was at some crazy house for crazy people; it was very dark and spooky and mysterious, mysterious in the bad way. The people there all looked the same, but they came in different sizes, like normal people. I was dangling from a pole on the ceiling after running away from something. I think I flew up there, so I was just dangling upside down on some pole in a crazy house. The things, people, all came to me and looked at me weird. They looked at me with their unevenly sized eyes and with their strangely shaped-like-the-number-eight heads.
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This story is not just about another girl trying to survive life, but it's about her and her struggle to have a better life for her and her two smaller brothers. Since the death of her father, her mother has not been quite normal so it's up to her to try and find peace for her and her brothers while under the care of their insane mother. This story will take you deep into the thought and dreams of a poor girl whose forced to be the adult in the family and take care of everyone else. This journey may touch you and even make you think of the less unfortunate ones who've lost more than what you can give them credit for.
About the Author
All of my success and improvements in English class prepared me for a moment like this. School gets you ready and helps you to become better at things such as this. I love English class...maybe because it's the only class in which I get the liberty to write something that I want to write. I grab a pencil and I know I'm meant to write. I'm meant to be a writer. I've known it all along and I know I'm good at this. Not as some like hobby or pastime, but I love this because I know I feel like I belong when I write. It may be a bit difficult to understand, but it's how I feel about writing that will keep me moving forward. So, I guess that me being 15 and with this imagination...it helps. I live in Cleveland, Ohio, I had for most of my life. I life with my mother, sister, and brother. Being the baby of the house meant that I got picked on by my siblings, like most of us little siblings. I like being picked by them though, that lets me know they love me. In some strange way, they love me and I feel like they support me even if they dont say it too often.