Sorry that I have not done a story in so long. My life has been a blur. Well
you don't care. This is somewhat based on a true story. I don't know if I will
continue this story. Tell me what you think.
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"What!? Autumn is coming over? Yes!" I just got the news that Autumn is
coming over. Autumn, my cousin was most defiantly coming over. Autumn
was twelve, well, almost twelve. Sometime in July, I think she would turn
twelve. Yes, what a good cousin I am. And she was born in 1995.
Me, I am twelve. At least I know that. My name Aubrey. I know that too.
And I was born in 1995. Me and Autumn were not as close as I was with
other cousins, but we likes each other enough to be happy to get together.
Even though we live closer then other do, we don't see each other much.
But we always have so much fun. I was totally look forward to getting
together.
We were planing getting together on Sunday, but it was Friday and yes, she
was coming over. But the reason was not the best. Actually, it was bad,
really bad. My grandfather got his blood pressure really high, so Autumn
had to be watched why her mom went to the hospital. It was better then
waiting for two or three days to get together. So I sprang on the opportunity
and quickly jammed all my clothes into my closet and pushed and banged
it closed. When my room was cleaned up, I got ready for the day.
Finally, at about 11:00 A.M. their white car pulled up in front of the mail
box. Autumn got out and grabbed her bag and ran up our stairs and rushed
to the door. I opened it and we started to talk at once to each other, not
listening to each other. We stopped our random speeches and said hi and
we stood in the foyer embarrassed that we did not let each other talk.
"Hey! Want to check out my new Apple Laptop?" I asked. i had told her a
little about, maybe just That I got it.
"Yeah!" She reasoned, smiling. Apparently she was excited. I headed up
stairs.
Autumn loved pets, and did not have any of her own. I did not have any
either. I twas just my luck that I was pet-sitting a dog. The dogs name was
Max. He was an old golden retriever. Eleven years of age. He was an
obedient dog and had weird old habits. He sometimes had to be told to
eat. I haven't found out why yet. But, I don't know if I want to know. Anyway
I wanted to see if Autumn wanted to go. Of coarse, she did. I had their key
and I started to head for the foyer, were the key was. I reached for it. My
mo was still talking to my aunt and she saw me and said " What are you
doing? Max doesn't need to be feed."
"Well, Autumn wants to see him." I said. That's how the first fight started.
They were plenty more coming up.
