Life is hell when your like me, me [reading books for 7 year olds TXT] 📗

here, I immediately thought of the worst.” She put on a smile, but behind that smile I sensed that something was wrong.
“Yeah. He’s such a nice person. I have no idea of how I’ll be able to repay him.”
“Just make sure that you’re very careful around him.” Shelly said with a stern look on her face.
“What do you mean be careful around him?” I asked with a confused look on my face.
“It’s nothing that you need to worry about right now.” I just looked at him. “Lets just get done with dinner and I’ll take you home.”
For the rest of dinner we didn’t speak. I felt awkward, and I wanted to leave.
So I just got up and left. I was tired of being around vuilt up tension. It felt like any moment I was going to explode.
I walked down the long driveway, wondering what I had gotten myself into.
I was finally off of Damon’s property when I felt all the tension leave my body.
For the first time sense I left I realized that I didn’t know where I was. I wished I could go back, but I would look like a fool if I did.
I decided I would just walk around until I found my apartment.
It was getting dark and the sun was going down. In a few minutes the sky would be completely dark.
In the distance I could hear crickets chirping and owls hooting. I walked down the road trying to ignore the fact that it was getting dark.
Far behind me I could hear the roar of a car’s engine, for a moment I wished that it was Damon. But the chances of that actually happening are slim to none. I stood against a tree hoping that whoever was driving by wouldn’t see me.
Soon I could see the headlights of the car coming around the corner. Then it came to a screeching halt thirty feet in front of me.
I ran. As fast as I could in the opposite direction. Trying to get away from the person.
I could hear foot steps behind me as the person chased me.They were gaining speed on me. I don’t know how it happened, but my feet got all twisted up. And I went flying.
Well not literally. I fell and rolled several feet. I could feel the ground scrape against my feet as I came to a stop.
Now I just laid here breathing hard, hoping that I didn’t have any broken bones.
I slowly picked myself off the ground and brushed myself off. Every part of my body hurt. It hurt to move, but that little voice in the back of my head told me that I had to get away. So I limped away as fast as I could.
About fifteen feet away was a bridge. And under that bridge was rushing water. I figured that if I could get to the bridge, than I could get over it and into the water.
Very slowly I made my way to the bridge. I turned around to see if that person was still following me. The person was about forty feet away when I had turned around. I stepped up onto the ledge of the bridge. If this worked, then I was going to be eternally grateful.
I didn’t look down, because if I did I would have chickened out. I plugged my nose and jumped.
But I didn’t feel the coldness of the water. Instead I felt a warm grip on my wrist. I tried twisting and turning, but this person wouldn’t let me go. Instead of continuing fighting, I gave up. The person hoisted me up and over the bridge.
I was to ashamed to look at the person. After all I did just try to kill myself. I just pulled myself into a tight ball and cried. I felt the person pull me into their lap.
I looked up and saw a man. It wasn’t Damon, but a person that kind of looked like him. I just rested my head on their chest. “Thank you for saving me.”
“Your welcome. I’m sorry that I scared you. I didn’t mean to. By the way my name is Darren Silverio.” I looked up at the name Silverio. “Yes I know. The slaving family. Very fanous here in the south. But I personally don’t really care about my gamily history. I’ve lived through enough of it.” The smile he gave made my mood lighter.
“I haven’t seen you around you here before. I’m guessing that you haven’t been home in a while.”
“Yeah. It’s been a long time. But now I’m planning on staying for a while. I was on my way home when I saw you walking down the road and I figured that I should help you.”
Now I felt a little guilty about running. “Well I need to get home before it gets to late.” I pulled myself away and stood. I started to walk away, but he pulled me back to him.
“You see little miss. It wouldn’t be proper to let you walk all the way home. For several reasons in fact. One, my mother taught me better than that. And she would be ashamed if I just let you go. Reason two, you have no shoes. “ he pointed to my feet. “ I wouldn’t want you to step on anything. Reason three, when I go home I’m going to need a guest, and I want it to be you. And the last reason, you never know what creatures are outside watching and waiting.” He made some really good points, and I was in no position to aregue.

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Publication Date: 11-06-2011

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Dedication:
to the one i wish i could have stayed with