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Stevie · 2006-01-20T20:56:53Z

OK Can you people literally tear this story apart. It's probably not the best ever but I just need opinions on it. I want every thing you think I should change, and more than "This is great!" please! I'll post the first chapter and if you guys like it then I'll post the second chapter... OK? ok! lol How here's my untitled story!: ------------------------------------------------- Chapter One Welcome to Beowulf Manor Erin Skye and Kara Lynn Kingsely had been in the black four door car for the past two hours. Erin looked outside the car window at the trees painted red, orange and yellow. “Remind me again why we're going to our grandfather's,” Erin said, turning her head to Mrs. Coleman who was in the front seat. Mrs. Coleman adjusted her rear-view mirror so she could see Erin's eyes, “Your grandfather has been kind enough to let you two stay at his house. That poor old man he has no clue what he’s getting himself into.” Mrs. Coleman was a social worker and her job was to find homes for Erin and Kara Lynn. Her hair was turning grey, and she was starting to form wrinkles but when she was younger she must have looked beautiful. Erin and Kara Lynn shared a mischievous look. They loved practical jokes. And their favorite subjects – their current guardian. “You should be very grateful to him; taking you two in when he doesn't have to.” Mrs. Coleman said, “Now stop complaining, we're almost there.” She took the car around a long curve. “There it is,” Mrs. Coleman said five minutes later, as they pulled up to a old house, surrounded by a ten foot tall iron gate. It had an old tower with one window that was shut. It's peeling paint and foggy yard made it look like a haunted house - all it needed was boarded up windows. “You've got to be kidding ” Kara Lynn said, it was the first time she had spoken all day. “Nope, this is where you’re going to be living.” Mrs. Coleman said, driving through the open gate and up a hill to the house. She parked the car by the three other cars in the dirt drive way. Mrs. Coleman got out of the car and went around to the trunk. “Come on Kara. Maybe it won't be as bad as it looks.” Erin said, trying to be the brave big sister. Even though she hadn’t planned to spend what was left of her summer and the rest of her life in a house that looked like it was haunted. “I hope.” Kara whispered to herself as she followed Erin out of the car. Mrs. Coleman gave Erin and Kara their backpacks before knocking on the front door. “Hello,” said a man in a tux, “you must be Mrs. Coleman.” He said giving a small bow. “I'm Henry, Mr. Beowulf's Butler.” “Hello Henry.” Mrs. Coleman said, “this is Erin Skye and Kara Lynn Kingsely” “Please come in.” Henry said moving out of the door frame so they could come in. Erin and Kara Lynn went inside. “I'm sorry but I don't have time to get the tour of the house, I'm sure you can take it from here Henry.” Mrs. Coleman said, “Bye Erin. Bye Kara. Call me if you need me.” “Goodbye Mrs. Coleman,” said Henry, closing the door as Mrs. Coleman walked to her car. Then turning to Erin and Kara Lynn he said, “Shall we start with a tour of the house?” “Sure,” Erin said speaking for both her and Kara Lynn. The Butler lead them down the hall, “this house has 50 rooms last time they where counted. Today only six of them are occupied, including the two you’re going to be staying in.” Erin and Kara listened as they followed him down the hall. The inside looked nothing like the outside did. It was clean and the paint was new, the lights where dim but you could see fairly well. “The tower is off limits, if you ever find the stairs. Mrs. O' Mally and Tabby, Mrs. O’ Mally’s daughter, will be cooking and serving your meals.” Henry climbed a set of stairs as he continued talking, “You will meet in the dinner hall at 7am, 11am, and 6pm for your meals. If you want to change anything ask Mrs. O’ Mally or Tabby.” “I doubt you where informed that your not only sharing this house with your Grandfather but also your cousins as well?” Henry said turning around to face them. “Mrs. Coleman said nothing about cousins,” Erin answered, looking at Kara Lynn as if saying ‘do you remember anything about any cousins?’, “I didn’t even know we had cousins.” “Well, they’re right across the hall from you.” Henry said, then he continued down the hall, “You may do what ever you like to your rooms.” Henry said, opening a door, reviling a pink bed room covered in paintings with flowers and a self covered with porcelain dolls surrounded the room. “This will be Kara’s room,” Then leaving the door opened he walked down the hall to the next door, he opened it revealing a room that was a sea foam green, it was plain with only a desk, bed and a door leading into what Erin thought was a bathroom. “This will be your room,” he said looking at Erin. “If you have any messages for your grandfather just write it down in a sealed envelope and give it to Me, Tabby or Mrs. O’ Mally. You cousins, Mrs. O’ Mally and Tabby can answer any other questions you may have. Lunch is in five minutes, so you better wash up. And get down there before eleven.” “Okay,” Erin said. “If you need anything call Mrs. O’ Mally,” Henry said, then he walked down the hall and out of sight. “Weird place, huh?” Erin said to Kara Lynn. “Yeah,” Kara Lynn replied, “do you think we have to get dressed up for lunch?” “Probably,” Erin replied, “but I’m not going to, jeans and a t-shirt that’s all they’re getting from me today.” Kara laughed. “We better start down there, unless we run into our cousins we’re probably going to get lost.” “I’ll start making a map tomorrow,” said Kara, who was good at making maps. Every time they moved somewhere Kara would make a map of the place so they wouldn’t get lost or just for fun if the house was to small to get lost in. They started by going back to the main floor, Henry said that the dining room was on the first floor so they’d start there. The first floor contained three hallways, each with 10 doors. Erin and Kara opened 15 doors before they found the dinning room. “Erin I found it ” Kara Lynn shouted, when she opened the 8th door. Erin rushed to Kara Lynn’s side, the dinning room was pretty much empty. A long table with about twenty chairs stood in the middle. The walls where covered with paintings. Only two other people where in the room, a boy Erin’s age was playing with a hamster, letting a girl about a year younger than Kara Lynn, pet it every once and a while. “Hello,” Erin said entering the room, the boy looked familiar but she couldn’t remember where she had seen him. She scanned her memory. “Bonjor” said the little girl. “Hello,” said the boy, “I’m Jason Trent, and you are?” “Erin Skye Kingsley, and this is my little sister Kara Lynn,” She replied. “This is Elsie, but we all call her Ellie,” Jason said, “She will only speak french,” “Do you like animals?” asked Kara Lynn. “Yeah, I have a bunch in my room.” said Jason, “This little guy is Hammie,” “Cool” said Kara Lynn, she loved animals, well at least one’s that would let her play with them. “Can I go see them?” “Sure after lunch,” Jason replied. At that moment Mrs. O’ Mally, a large woman in her fifties, entered the room with a plate of sandwiches and a pitcher of ice tea. ************************ “Wow You have lots of animals” Kara said. They had finished there lunch and where in Jason’s room. “It’s like Noah’s Ark in here,” Erin said, “but smaller.” “Yeah,” Jason said laughing, “All the money I've ever had always went to buying animals and their food.” “You must get lot's of money, Noah.” Erin said, Jason looked at Erin, confused for a moment. “Yeah plus I help out at the pet store in town.” Noah said. “Cool can we go to the pet store with you some time?” Asked Kara. “Sure. I'm going down there next weekend.” Noah said. -------------------------------------------------------- Thanks!! -Stevie

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Sat Mar 04, 2006 11:34 pm

Stevie says... · Sat Mar 04, 2006 11:34 pm

Thanks for the review... I actually have changed the story and it's edited a lot more then what's on there... but It's pretty much the same thing. but yeah thanks!

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