Expiration Date, J. Del Vecchio [reading books for 6 year olds .txt] 📗
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I need you to be brave and try your best to like it here.” I felt almost sad myself thinking of home, but the sad feeling didn’t last for long.
“I miss Dad! And I don’t want to stay here in this mans house!” She said.
“Listen here, I am trying the best I can to provide for the both of us, and I can’t have you complaining just because you don’t like it.” I regretted the words as soon as I said it. Some sister I was. I took the bag of treats I had gotten earlier and offered her a cookie. That seemed to make things a little better.
I stood up getting ready to see if there was anything in the kitchen I could help with when a boy about a year older then me walked in. “I’m Ray.” He said sticking out his hand to me.
“I’m, Jane. Nice to meet you.” I said
“Likewise. And who’s this?” He sat down next to Ash.
“I’m Ashley” She said bold and loud.
“Well, Ashley, did anyone ever tell you that you have the prettiest eyes I’ve ever seen?” He smiled at her.
“No.” She smiled.
“And what’s this?’ he reached behind her ear and pulled out a piece of candy.
“Whoa! How did you do that?” Ash looked as if she was already starting to like her new home a little better.
“My little secret.” He smirked.
Ash giggled. “My sister has tons of those!” She openly exclaimed.
“Really?” Ray said focusing his attention back on me.
The burning sensation in my face gave me a pretty good indication that I was blushing. I wouldn’t have been quite so embarrassed if I knew it wasn’t true, but it was. I was positive that right there and then I was going to melt from all the heat flooding to my face. Like a candle slowly dripping its scented wax to the center of the wick, slowly melting deeper and deeper down into the middle swallowing itself up. That’s exactly how I felt.
“No, I don’t!” I said shooting a glare at her.
“Yes, you do! You just don’t tell me any . . .” She glared right back at me. For some reason Ray found this extremely funny and started laughing like mad which in turn made me laugh! I don’t quite know what was so humorous about what just happened, but I knew why I was laughing. I must have looked completely petty for arguing with my sister in front of a stranger. What a great first impression.
“Well’ Ray said standing up, ‘how about I show the two of you your rooms?”
“Okay.” Ash and I replied simultaneously.
“Who wants to see theirs first?” He said very thrilled, but I couldn’t see any reason why we should be.
Of course, Ash said she wanted to see hers first, so I waited again on the couch while he showed her around the house and then left her to unpack. I was starting to wonder just how rich this man really was; because he had valuables everywhere I looked stacked up on shelves. For a small room he definitely used his space wisely. James had a fireplace a little way from the couch, and next to the fire place was a large oak door, which I assumed led to the kitchen. But what really caught my eye was the winding staircase that led to the upstairs. I noticed on one of the shelves a picture frame was knocked over, so I opted to fix it.
“Don’t touch that!” a voice boomed from behind me. My finger froze on the frame.
“I’m so sorry’ I turned around ‘I just wanted to fix it.” Ray was standing there with the biggest grin I’ve seen in a long time.
“I was just messing with you.’ Ray said ‘See how I made my voice sound really official like?” He beamed with pride as if it was a skill everyone wanted.
“Yah, real funny, you scared me half to death, I thought it was James.” I said.
“See it is funny, because you fell for it. If you’re one of those gullible people who stupidly fall for everything, I’m going to have so much fun with you while you stay here’ He burst out laughing.
“Grow up. I may be gullible, but I’m far from stupid.” I hated it when people thought of me as stupid.
“I didn’t say you personally were stupid.” Ray protested.
“Can you please just show me the room?” I said annoyed by his technicality.
“Fine.”
He led me up the winding staircase I saw earlier. The stairs never seemed to end. When we finally reached the landing, he led me down a hall and into a room. My new room.
“This is it.” Ray told me. I didn’t bother to answer. I was too captivated by the room. The colors were magnificent! The walls were painted lavender purple and the curtains on the windows were a deeper shade of lavender, but the ceiling was the best. I flopped down on the bed forgetting that Ray was still here. The ceiling looked as if someone had taken hundreds of different paint cans and brushes and splattered the paint carelessly in all directions. It was beautiful.
“Interesting, isn’t it?” He said.
“It’s so scenic!” I said not taking my eyes from it.
“Everyone who ever stays in this room always thinks its just plain ugly actually.” He said.
“Really?” The thought of other people having spent time in this very room . . . this very bed and sheets kind of grossed me out a little.
“Yup. One time, James had let this old lady stay in this very same room and when we came back up to see if she was settling; the lady was just lying on the bed staring up at the ceiling like you are; only she was dead. When the doctors arrived they said she died from shock. My guess is from all these colors.” He looked straight at me.
“That’s horrible! The poor lady!” I just couldn’t believe it.
“Man, this is going to be easier then I thought! You really are gullible.” He smirked.
“Ray, that isn’t funny!” I said.
“Yes it is! You looked like you were scared to look back up at the ceiling!” He laughed.
“I was not. Listen here, it takes a lot more then a story to get me scared. Believe me when I say that only one thing in life scares me, and until I find a reason to fear something else, it’s going to stay that way.” I was furious.
“And you listen here.” He said, “You’re going to find out real fast that in the city you should fear. There is danger out there like you can’t imagine. I can tell you one thing, I fear. Fear doesn’t make you seem weak; it sets up guards of protection. If you don’t fear something, you have no idea you’re going to get hurt until you do. I’m warning you right now, Jane, it’s a dangerous place in the city.” I could tell this wasn’t another one of his jokes, he was serious. He left the room as I just sat there pondering over what he had just said.
I started to unpack my suitcase, but one thing kept running through my mind, ‘It’s a dangerous place in the city . . . and you’ll find that out soon’.
“I miss Dad! And I don’t want to stay here in this mans house!” She said.
“Listen here, I am trying the best I can to provide for the both of us, and I can’t have you complaining just because you don’t like it.” I regretted the words as soon as I said it. Some sister I was. I took the bag of treats I had gotten earlier and offered her a cookie. That seemed to make things a little better.
I stood up getting ready to see if there was anything in the kitchen I could help with when a boy about a year older then me walked in. “I’m Ray.” He said sticking out his hand to me.
“I’m, Jane. Nice to meet you.” I said
“Likewise. And who’s this?” He sat down next to Ash.
“I’m Ashley” She said bold and loud.
“Well, Ashley, did anyone ever tell you that you have the prettiest eyes I’ve ever seen?” He smiled at her.
“No.” She smiled.
“And what’s this?’ he reached behind her ear and pulled out a piece of candy.
“Whoa! How did you do that?” Ash looked as if she was already starting to like her new home a little better.
“My little secret.” He smirked.
Ash giggled. “My sister has tons of those!” She openly exclaimed.
“Really?” Ray said focusing his attention back on me.
The burning sensation in my face gave me a pretty good indication that I was blushing. I wouldn’t have been quite so embarrassed if I knew it wasn’t true, but it was. I was positive that right there and then I was going to melt from all the heat flooding to my face. Like a candle slowly dripping its scented wax to the center of the wick, slowly melting deeper and deeper down into the middle swallowing itself up. That’s exactly how I felt.
“No, I don’t!” I said shooting a glare at her.
“Yes, you do! You just don’t tell me any . . .” She glared right back at me. For some reason Ray found this extremely funny and started laughing like mad which in turn made me laugh! I don’t quite know what was so humorous about what just happened, but I knew why I was laughing. I must have looked completely petty for arguing with my sister in front of a stranger. What a great first impression.
“Well’ Ray said standing up, ‘how about I show the two of you your rooms?”
“Okay.” Ash and I replied simultaneously.
“Who wants to see theirs first?” He said very thrilled, but I couldn’t see any reason why we should be.
Of course, Ash said she wanted to see hers first, so I waited again on the couch while he showed her around the house and then left her to unpack. I was starting to wonder just how rich this man really was; because he had valuables everywhere I looked stacked up on shelves. For a small room he definitely used his space wisely. James had a fireplace a little way from the couch, and next to the fire place was a large oak door, which I assumed led to the kitchen. But what really caught my eye was the winding staircase that led to the upstairs. I noticed on one of the shelves a picture frame was knocked over, so I opted to fix it.
“Don’t touch that!” a voice boomed from behind me. My finger froze on the frame.
“I’m so sorry’ I turned around ‘I just wanted to fix it.” Ray was standing there with the biggest grin I’ve seen in a long time.
“I was just messing with you.’ Ray said ‘See how I made my voice sound really official like?” He beamed with pride as if it was a skill everyone wanted.
“Yah, real funny, you scared me half to death, I thought it was James.” I said.
“See it is funny, because you fell for it. If you’re one of those gullible people who stupidly fall for everything, I’m going to have so much fun with you while you stay here’ He burst out laughing.
“Grow up. I may be gullible, but I’m far from stupid.” I hated it when people thought of me as stupid.
“I didn’t say you personally were stupid.” Ray protested.
“Can you please just show me the room?” I said annoyed by his technicality.
“Fine.”
He led me up the winding staircase I saw earlier. The stairs never seemed to end. When we finally reached the landing, he led me down a hall and into a room. My new room.
“This is it.” Ray told me. I didn’t bother to answer. I was too captivated by the room. The colors were magnificent! The walls were painted lavender purple and the curtains on the windows were a deeper shade of lavender, but the ceiling was the best. I flopped down on the bed forgetting that Ray was still here. The ceiling looked as if someone had taken hundreds of different paint cans and brushes and splattered the paint carelessly in all directions. It was beautiful.
“Interesting, isn’t it?” He said.
“It’s so scenic!” I said not taking my eyes from it.
“Everyone who ever stays in this room always thinks its just plain ugly actually.” He said.
“Really?” The thought of other people having spent time in this very room . . . this very bed and sheets kind of grossed me out a little.
“Yup. One time, James had let this old lady stay in this very same room and when we came back up to see if she was settling; the lady was just lying on the bed staring up at the ceiling like you are; only she was dead. When the doctors arrived they said she died from shock. My guess is from all these colors.” He looked straight at me.
“That’s horrible! The poor lady!” I just couldn’t believe it.
“Man, this is going to be easier then I thought! You really are gullible.” He smirked.
“Ray, that isn’t funny!” I said.
“Yes it is! You looked like you were scared to look back up at the ceiling!” He laughed.
“I was not. Listen here, it takes a lot more then a story to get me scared. Believe me when I say that only one thing in life scares me, and until I find a reason to fear something else, it’s going to stay that way.” I was furious.
“And you listen here.” He said, “You’re going to find out real fast that in the city you should fear. There is danger out there like you can’t imagine. I can tell you one thing, I fear. Fear doesn’t make you seem weak; it sets up guards of protection. If you don’t fear something, you have no idea you’re going to get hurt until you do. I’m warning you right now, Jane, it’s a dangerous place in the city.” I could tell this wasn’t another one of his jokes, he was serious. He left the room as I just sat there pondering over what he had just said.
I started to unpack my suitcase, but one thing kept running through my mind, ‘It’s a dangerous place in the city . . . and you’ll find that out soon’.
Publication Date: 11-24-2010
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Dedication:
I dedicate this book to my lovely sister who has sat through all my explanations and has never given up hope on me.
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