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The pale expression on her face told me something was wrong. She was a tall, thin girl, looking quite mature for a girl of nine, and was wrapped in a dusty, thick blanket.
The sun has set. Getting to my uncle's home has taken longer than I expected. I've had to go out of my way to take long detours around the large groups blocking my path.
Information This is the 4th book that I am sharing first because it is better to read first due to it being a prequel. You will get to read these chapters as I share book 1.
It was a cold, hard winters morning my parents were at work and my friends, well I didn't have any. I'm in a tragically poor family.
Chapter 1 Rose lay in bed staring out of the window into the empty street below, the streetlights flickered on and off. Rose hated darkness, it frightened her, so every night she kept her lamp on.
Amidst the morning fog running footsteps could be heard. A young boy, no older then tween, was dashing between the buildings of his village.
It was Germany 1944 and food was difficult to find in the war. Supplies were low and people were starved.
A girl called Emily was unwrapping all her presents when she opened the last present she saw it was a dogs lead.Emily looked puzzled .
Part One ()()-------()()-------()()------() I'm alone. Laying awake in my bed, waiting for the everlasting hours to tick by, staring into space and fiddling with my oily hair.
Four years have past. Four years since the night that changed my life forever. Everything that ever meant anything to me; my home, my friends, my family: all gone.
The darkness descended and settled upon the city, spreading like a disease. Lights flickered then went out as families bade each other goodnight.
There was once a woman who hated her husband’s mother. Her husband tried to calm her down, but it was no use. They had a four year old daughter named Minnie.
Trevor had been friends with Mister Pettifer ever since he’d first found him propped up on a bench in the park.
Rhea Matthews was a quiet little girl.She was shy,and didn't enjoy many things in life.But one thing she did enjoy,was going to visit Mrs Green-she visited every day.Rhea was about to set off on her...
First time. It's Ryan again. Jenny Loo's behavior is good. I thought she will live in my house about 2 weeks, but Christina called and said "I realized that trip in Russia will be awesome". Um.
It's a story about Jenny Loo. A girl with red braids and grey eyes. The story begins. "AAAAHH!!" - I heard a scream and ran up the stairs. The door was open. The window was broken.
The year was 1926, a time when kids played in streets, sang songs, and the time of the murders at the sweet young town of Rainham.