chapter 1

chapter 2

chapter 3

Chapter 1

I got to life. Feeling the movements of my body. "Boy it was dark in there." I was so happy. I walked to the nearest house to greet them, but they did not answer. "Maybe they are sleeping." I could be right, it was night time. When I looked in my pocket and spotted a thousand dollar bill. I went to a house that had a sign that says the house was sold for 127$. I clicked the sign then all of a sudden, half of the money I had was gone. And so was the sign. But a other sign appeared that said Bill's lovely home. "I forgot! I need a name! Well, I guess my name is Bill." I did not appreciate that name. But at least I got a home! I went inside. I had some food. I was now happy with my life but, who am I going to live with? I felt so lonely. If I wanted to

live with somebody, I got to go to school and study hard so they could like me and live with me. So I went to my bed room and took out a book. It was hard to read because it is my first time. After that I went to bed. The next morning I woke up and went to school. " Hello class, I am Mr. George. I hope you like your seats!" My teacher said. We started to do this thing called MATH. And we started to do addition and subtraction. What ever that means. At recess, there's this kid named Knuckle Head that has a sniper on his back. He is pretty mean. I might buy a sniper too some day. It was cool. We had a short day today. After school I went to the gun shop. I got a sniper but it was a different color then Jackson's. By the time I got home it was night time. I slipped inside my bed and drifted off to sleep.

Chapter 2

The next morning I thought about making a target practice. I got out of my house and went into the woods. I chopped down some trees with my brand new ax. I saw a ax was in my pocket it in the middle of the night. I got 46 pieces of wood. Just enough for 3 or more targets. I headed home and went into my garage to get my hammer. I set up the targets in a corner of my back yard. I had 17 wood, left so I made a hanger for my sniper. I looked at the target practice far range. It looked awesome! I had some fun so I played with the target. I shot one, shot the other, but I mist the last one. " I'll go for a walk." I said it in a soft voice. On the way, their was the moment I been waiting for. I bumped into a person. "Sorry, whats your name?" He asked me. "Bill. Whats your name?" I answered back. "Jackson. What are you

doing in the middle of the night?" He said. "What are YOU doing in the middle of the night?" I said back to him. "Well, um, I don't know. Well could we, um, well I was wondering if... well I am kinda lonely, if we live... um... t-o-g-e-t-h-e-r?" He was lonely? Wow. "Ya, OK." I said. "Friends?" He asked me making a fist bump sign. "Friends." I said bumping fists with each other. "My house is small and pore. I bet yours is bigger." Jackson said to me. "I also have a extra room. And a target practice with my sniper." I said to Jackson. "Cool bro." Talking in a cool way. We ran all the way to the bed shop. We bought a bed and put it in the extra room.