
Once again heres part of a story i wrote. I still havent came up with a title but hopefully once I finish the rest I'll know by then. Again, I'd really apreciate feedback and thanks to people who read this.
Chapter 2: Jamie
Heading across the kitchen I balanced my cereal bowl careful not to spill any milk. I sat down in my usual spot at the table and placed my bag in the seat next to me. Double checking that all of my chex were covered with milk I took a bite of my favorite cereal.
I started tuning into the conversation my mom and brother were having.
“But Mr.Wilks is so nice,
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creative piece - hmmm i like
creative piece - hmmm i like
out of my mind... back in 5 minutes.
i'm not afraid of death, i just dont wanna be there when it happens.