The kids parents are quiet and strict, while the kids are prudent and strange. I couldn’t sleep at night wondering what was so strange about this house. As my eyes felt heavier I thought about my family. Breakfast was never quiet; I missed hearing my parents idle arguments alongside my siblings. I felt a sharp knot in my throat and cold water fell from my eyes as i felt a feeling of abandonment. I tossed and turned until the my room was lit by a warm orange. I soundlessly walked towards the umber-brown forrest. As I felt the autumn leaves crunch under my shoes, the beautiful sounds of the tweeting birds hummed a melody through my ears and i felt as if it was. As I walked deeper and deeper into the crowded forest, I felt as if I was being watched. An I was right. “What are you doing out here Bella?” Asked a harsh deep voice.
I felt tiny goosebumps rise from my skin. Every single nerve in my body tingles as I turned around. Behind me stood a towering Uncle George. “Nothing, I was just going for a walk.” I hesitantly answered George. I caught his eyes examine me from my muddy shoes to my restless eyes. As he stepped closer to me he said: “Pretty girls like you shouldn’t be out here alone. Someone might hurt you.”
His words sent chills through my body. George was so close to me, that I could feel his hot breath that reeked of hard liquor against my skin. As his cracked hands began to brush through my hair, I felt paralyzed with