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The hiding truth (Chapter 2 .)


 
"I can't believe how close I was to giving us up"
     

 
     "Ding dong", the door bell rang. "Arianna, let's le nei ap play hide and seek! I'll count you hide. And remember, no matter what... until I find you, don't ever come out!" I gave her a motion to run and hide. I started counting up until five then I faded out. "Coming!" I ran to the door, and looked through the peep hole. "Can I help you?" I asked suspiciously. "I'm Lance Bullinger." he spoke through the closed door. My heart dropped. What if... he knew? "And... why are you here?" I asked. "I always pass around the town, greeting the new neighbors. May I come in?" I nodded, and allowed him inside. Arianna was still hiding. 
     "It's nice to meet you...? Christine, is it?". "Yes, it's nice to meet you too, but I suggest you leave, I have a job interview at five." I tried to make it seem like I wasn't hiding anything. "What job are you applying for?" he asked looking at the clock that said 4:45 pm. I stared around my room trying to grasp something to say. Anything.
     "I'm applying as a... childcare. I mean, at the Childcare of Bullinger town." yes. "Ah, very well then. It was nice meeting you Ms..." he paused for my last name. "It's Christine Nickles. And the pleasure is all mine." I smiled falsely until he got up to the door. He waved, and finally left. Then I remembered, Arianna. She was still hiding. "Arri, where are you?" I called around for her. "He he!" I heard her laugh. "I found you!" she was behind the bed. "Chris", that's what she called me. "Yeah?" I asked. "Are we going to be okay?" she whispered. "I hope so." I said in a sigh.
     I was afraid that Arianna was beginning to suspect something was wrong, so I always tried to make things up. Like, oh I was just practicing my acting. Or, I'm just kidding. Or I tried to change the subject. Arianna was six, and I really didn't think it was the right age to tell her.
     Something kept crossing my mind. I was sixteen, and you needed to be eighteen to have a child or get a sufficient job. I needed to keep us alive with something, right? I decided after enrolling Arianna tomorrow, I'd look for a job. This was the first step in becoming a better role model for her.

The hiding truth (Chapter 1.)


 
"It was the hardest thing in my life... and I'm not going to let it ruin hers..."
    

 
     I'm Christine. I'm only sixteen years old, with the responsibilities of a thirty year old. I live in an apartment in the small town of Bullinger. When I say it's a small town, it means there's only one neighborhood, one school, one of everything. I live with my sister, Arianna. She's only six years old. We have a tough back-story to our lives, but Arianna was only there for part of it. Our secret could ruin our lives. She doesn't know about it yet, and I'd like to keep it that way.
     We pulled up to our apartment today, and Arianna and I were so excited. Galloping up the steps, we exceeded to our room. It was a two bedroom, one kitchen, one bathroom place. Which would be perfect for the two of us. Arianna could go to Bullinger Elementary just down the street. I had everything planned out. This was going to work, for the both of us.
     Sometimes I wonder how much easier my life would've been if it weren't for that mistake. Being sixteen with a six year old to take care of on my own is difficult. But Arianna is the reason I keep trying. Trying to start a better life for the both of us...
     "Hello, Bullinger Elementary. How may we help you?" the secretary answered the line. "I'd like to enroll my... daughter in your program. Her name is Arianna Louisa Nickles. She's six years old, and she would be placed in first grade." I felt like I was talking forever. "Yes, we just need you to come and sign some papers here at the office. Tomorrow at ten o'clock preferably?" she asked me. "Of course, thank you!" I hung up the phone and turned to Arianna. She was upset to leave her kindergarten friends behind, but I could never risk her being in the place ever again.  
HEY.
Can someone tell me how to do a scroll bar?

I like you a lot
And you don't like me back
It kills me inside
To know that it's a fact
I wish it was easier
For you to feel the same
But once the past is over
It will never be again.

30 Days - 30Letters;


Letter 2: Your Crush

Dear Crush,
I've known you since the fifth grade. I didn't really know you, but when you first asked me out, we were so young. We hung out a lot, and I loved it. But things didn't work out over the summer. We barely talked in 6th grade, but we still did. In 7th grade we talked a lot more, and hung out more. Now were in 8th grade and you're in one of my classes. We talk a lot more now, and we're hanging out Sunday. Thank god. I honestly think I always liked you, and I think it's a good thing, because it honestly seems like you could like me.
-Sam

Dear Crush,
You're best friends with my other crush, which isn't good. I met you last year, and almost all of my quotes are about you. I like you a lot, but your girlfriend gets in the way. I don't get what you like about her... but I'm nothing like her. So that's probably why we'll never be again. I feel like you changed, but I'm okay with that. We talk the littlest bit, and you wave to me in history sometimes. If you ever read this, I'll like pass out, but I don't care because you already know that I like you. But you did nothing about it.
-Sam

That one character
on
Spongebob that shouts
"My leg!"

30 Days - 30Letters;


Letter 1: Your bestfriends:
.

Dear Lindsay,
I've known you since I was two when we first moved into Allenwoord Estates. You've been my best friend ever since then, and I never want to lose you. I can honestly say you're the craziest person I've ever met. We played barber shop as toddlers, and cut off each other's hair. Tid owange and Colleen. Good times. I hope we always have the best times like this, and it never changes... I love you<3
-Sam

Dear Erin,
I met you last year  in cheer. You were so weird, and I knew we would be great friends. You make me laugh so hard that I pee, and I really did. Ha ha, well I love you to death, and our all nighters. I have the best times with you, and we tell each other everything. And that is why I am writing a letter to you. Hope our Texas cacti are doing well... love you<3
-Sam

 
Life Downtown
Chapter 17;


 
Nick and I ran to his front door. It was opened, slightly. As if someone rushed while shutting it. We slowly stepped inside, and the door closed behind us. In that instant, everything went black. I knew that I was knocked out because I saw my mom. She was telling me something. It was her, about a mile away, shouting something like, "Get out! Get out!" but I couldn't see what she said after. All I could make out was, "She her". And then, my mom was gone. That's when my eyes snapped opened. It was bright out. Around noon. I was out for a while. There was a fire, but it was like a camping fire. I looked around, to find trees all among me. I was in the woods. I turned right, there was a dark green tent. To the left was a chair, in which a little girl sat. She said to me,"My mommy found you in the woods not far away. You're safe now." I nodded. But I didn't grasp anything. "Snap", it was a twig. Next to me was a boot, and followed by a woman. I guess the girl's mother. I thought it'd be my stalker, but it wasn't. She wouldn't have a child, in the middle of the woods in the daytime. And where was her car if that? "W-w-where's..." she interrupted me. "Darling, are you okay? What in sam-heck happened?" she asked politely. Her accent was southern. "I can't remember.. I was in my boyfriend's house... and then I passed out and woke up here. Where's Nick? Where is he!" I started to legit freak.

WOMP;
Have you ever noticed that the parents in Charlie Brown episodes don't speak. They only say "womp." I can't understand them. What are they saying? I just don't get it. So I ignore them and what they have to say. Right now I feel like a parent in Charlie Brown. Ignored. Misleading. And worst of all, forgotten. Thank you. Womp womp womp.

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