Half past eight (Chapter one)
“Ok little ones time to go to sleep!” “But grandpa, it’s only half past eight. Mother let us stay up until half past eleven. Could you tell us a bedtime story. Please! Please! Please!” “Ok children, calm down, calm down.Will you promise to go to bed after the story?” “Yes, yes we promise to go to bed straight after the story.” “Ok well it goes like this.”
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Well it all started when my uncle Tommo came home from the war. He told the dreadful news to my Mother, how my father really died. I was only a baby at this time as Mother heldme in her arms with a tear in her eye as she said.”I’m sorry, I’m so sorry that your father can’t be here to see you growing up to be a healthy young man.” As I was growing up, this woman who is suppouasbily my great grandmother but known well as grandma bwolf or wolf woman. She was in and out of our mumbling how much my father deserved it. Although we tried not to listen but it still hurts me to hear such terrible things about my father. She cursed him alot.She would say how disgraced she was to be part of this family. By the time I was five and perparing to go to school she was long gone, I’m delighted to say. She died giving birth to a monster who is always bulling me. His name is Colonel,his new title is”The Colonel”. Because his dad crashed into a tree and died. That’s how Colonel got his new title. The Colonel’s funeral took place a week before the school started. On my way to my first day of school, I was really nervous until my uncle Tommo told me about his first day of school and how badly treated he wes by Mr. Munnings and how he met a wonderful girl in Mis Mc Allister’s class, who later turned out to bemy Mother. When I got to school I was told that they had retired. My new teacher’s name is Miss Mc Munnister. She has long brown wavy hair with big browneyes and a small button nose. Her face was pale highlited by her ruby red lips. I wonder how well I could get on, in her class.
- S & J
