A Series Of Sorrowful Stories, Duane Harvey [top ten ebook reader .TXT] 📗

helping people. Now, after the schism, he has changed so very much. He is now a vile person. It's hard to tell vile people from noble people. Vile people look angry and smell fishy. Noble people look brave and smell like dogs. Well, not always.
I am sorry to tell you, but this is only the beginning. You still have to read ? chapters. I wish you were here with me instead of my master. He just talks about music and zombies. Well, my master at this point of the story wasn't born. He was Zach's and Christian's brother. His name was Alex. I am sorry to say but the happy moments of their parents' lives are about to end. To this very day they rest peacefully in their graves.
Angel said, "Iamgotojeho." Now that I have finally mentioned the character, Jessica, I can give you some clues on who she was. She was a cousin to me. A sister to Natasha. Natasha at this point of the story was quite nice and sweet. She enjoyed helping people. Too bad that her parents didn't survive a terrible fire.
Thomas said, "I am going to go smoke weed with Christian."
I looked at Thomas and said, "You better be careful. You don't want to get caught."
A few hours passed and I was alone in the world. Angel was at Jessica's house. Austin was at Zach's house. And, of course, Thomas was at Christian's house. The world was silent. Like I said, this story doesn't have a happy ending. If you were smart enough I would drop this book or at least stop looking at the dreadful words on this page.
Suddenly I ran into Mat and Don. They were both the greatest friends ever. Don was a orphan. And Mat had a mother named Rose. Mat and Don have their own story, which is as depressing as this one. Don's family gets murdered by Michael Myers and Mat and his mother goes to many places to try to find a dark secret about a man named: Rainsford. I walked with Mat and Don. There are questions in this world that may never be answered but there are also questions in this world that could be answered, such as the next question to be asked.
When I got home I saw Count Opie strangleing my mom. I ran over and pushed him away from my mom. Opie landed on the ground. My mom fell to her feet. Her eyes filled with water. Opie got up and ran off into the dark shadows of the night. My mom said, "Like I said, the answer to your questions will bring much sorrow to your and your siblings lives. I am sorry that Opie and I broke up. I know how much you kids adore him."
I said, "We don't adore that man, mom. Did my siblings come home, yet?"
My mom looked in my eyes and said, "You missed so much. When your siblings came home a few minutes ago, Opie broke Austin's left leg, he smashed Thomas's nose against our wooden counter, he even put Angel in the drier, for God's sake!"
I did miss alot. I missed a huge chunk in my siblings' sorrowful lives. I missed everything. I was lucky that I didn't have as much sorrow in my life, but soon things will change. It turns out that I wasn't very lucky at all. I was about to witness a chunk of my own sorrowful life.

Chapter 6 * My Story

A few weeks had passed. My mom found a new boy friend. He was the tallest man I have ever seen, but of couse I don't go out much. Austin and Thomas were in the hospital. Angel was in the hands of CYS. We were living in a new house. You probably think the doctors and the CYS were good people, but really they are just like us. They have a history of their own. They even have a sad story that no one knows. You probably also have a sorrowful story, but you don't want anyone to know. It might be becuase you lost a family member that you were close to, or you have been in a car wreck, or maybe, you have lost a close friend.
The day was dark. I haven't seen any of my friends for so long. I haven't seen any of my siblings. I haven't even seen one of my family members, except for my mom. It was as if we were erased from the world...the real world. My mom's new boy friend pushed me out of the front door. I fell in a huge pile of mud. He walked in front of me and dropped a heavy object on the ground. He yelled, "Eat it!" I did.
That was a dark time in my life. I am sorry to say, but I skipped alot of other sorrowful things. I am just trying to tell you how sorrowful my life was. It was Monday. Last week after Opie ran away and my siblings left me, Opie came back and burned down our house. I was crying. I lost so much memories. I lost the memories of my family. I lost unanswered questions.
Anyways, that night, my mom's new boy friend and I were in the car. He was looking for Count Opie. He had a baseball bat beside him. I was staring out of the window and hoping to end this sorrowful life. The car stopped. The man got out and walked over to Opie. I was in the car staring at these two men: Opie- my mom's old boy friend and Tommy- my mom's new boy friend.
Opie was holding a wrench and Tommy was holding a baseball bat. That day was a terrible day. Tommy won. It was so terrible because I watched two men beat up each other. I didn't like violentce. When we got home I went to my new room. It was big, not too big. I didn't like this place. It just seemed strange. When I went to sleep I dreamt of Count Opie staring at me and crying. After all of the sorrow he brought into my life, I felt has though he didn't deserve to be beatin by a baseball bat.
The next day my mom and I went for a car ride. All of a sudden something crashed into my window. I was lucky that I bent down to tie my shoe. I picked up this strange thing and gasped.
I am so sorry for you right now. I am sorry that you read about the horrible three men in the beginning of the story. I am sorry that you read about what Count Opie has done to my siblings. I am sorry that you read about Count Opie kissing another woman. I am sorry that you read about the terrible fire that ruined my house. I am sorry that you read about my mom's new boy friend. I am sorry that you read about me eatting watermelon in the mud. I am even sorry that you are about to read about something that will be in my life for ever. The object that crashed into my car window was nothing more...than a wrench. The wrench that belonged to Opie.

Chapter 7 * My Story

I stared at Opie's wrench. I said, "Mom, I think he has returned."
My mom said, "Who?"
I said, "Opie. Count Opie." My mom looked at me then at the wrench. I could tell that she was confused. "This was Opie's weapon that he used at the battle."
That night I was in my bed. I was staring at the pale ceiling. It was as pale and plain as a ghost. I got out of my bed and walked in front of my mom's room. I peeked in and saw something that changed everything. I saw Tommy and my mom haveing sex.
I walked into the bathroom. I saw a hidden hole above the tub. I put my hand into the hole and pulled out a list.

Opie's Information

Real name: Gwin.
Last name: Snyder.
Oldest son's name: Wesley.
Other son's name: Jonathan.
Age: 25
Favorite color: Red
Hair color: Light Brown
Height: 5.9
Babies: Austin / Angel
Father's name: Roger

I was holding three other lists. One of them was information on some person named: Jonny. Another list had information on a man named: Joseph. The last list was information on Tommy.

Tommy's Information

Real name: Thomas.
Last name: Shotagun.
Age: 34
Favorite color: Black
Hair color: Dark Brown
Height: 6.8

I had so many questions of my own now. I also have all of the answers. I looked at the list about Jonny.

Jonny's Information

Real name: Jon.
Age: 23
Favorite color: Blue
Hair color: Light Brown
Height: 5.7
Babies: Thomas

I stood frozen staring at this new information. I finally knew who Thomas's father was. I then looked at the last list. The list that gave me most of my answers to my questions.

Joseph's Information
Real name: Joseph.
Favorite color: Green
Hair color: Brown
Babies: Duane

I dropped the three lists in the tub. I was lucky that it wasn't filled with water. It was completely empty. My mom has kept all of these lists away from me for a reason. I finally know what that reason was. She was protecting me from the answers to my questions because they would bring me more sorrow. It did bring me more sadness. My life was now filled with more sorrow than ever.
I still had more questions to be answered. Such as these: Where is my father? Why did he leave me? Why did my mom know so less about my father? How tall was he? Was he nice or mean? Is he still alive? What is his last name? Will my sorrowful life finally end?

Chapter 8 * My Story

A few months passed. My mom and Tommy broke up. Tommy burned down our house. I lost the four lists. They were burned to pieces. My siblings were sent somewhere else. I was sent to live with my mom's best friend. Her name was Amy. She had a daughter named Jane. I found out where my siblings were living. Angel was living with Sue. Austin and Thomas was living with Joy and Dan. I missed my siblings. I wondered how their lives have been. Hopfully better than mine. I was put into too much grief.
A year later I was in a stage of shock. I found out horrible news about my siblings. Like most things in my life I have lost everything in a fire. I lost a small house, photos, memories, and unanswered questions when I lived in a small area in carmichaels. I lost a strange house, four lists, and a baseball bat when I lived in a house in the middle of nowhere. This time I lost something way more important than all of those. I lost someone way more important than anyone. I lost pride and my poor long-lost siblings in a terrible fire. I was alone in the world. For once in my life, I have finally found out that I would be alone for the rest of my sorrowful life.
I was sent to my uncle's and aunt's house. A day later my uncle told me that there were three more fires. One of those fires burned down Amy's house. They both died. Another one of those fires burned down Sue's house. She survived. The last fire burned down Joy's and Dan's house. They also died.
There are answered questions in this world, such as: who was my father. There are also unanswered questions in this world, such as: where is my mom.