Hopefully this is a little longer and maybe better??
I was happy to find both my house and car keys along with my iPhone in my back pocket. I unlocked my car and sat down on the driver's seat. I reached into my zippered pocket and found the folded piece of paper that my mystery assailant had placed there. As I unfolded the paper I saw that the letter on it was typed. "Hmmmm," I wondered, "Did they type it so i wouldn't recognize their hand writing??"
Dear Emily, "Wait... Whoa.. Creepy.. How does he know my name?!?!? How did he know I was going running in the forest?!?" I thought this to myself, starting to really freak out, but I continued reading the letter.
I am soooooooooo sorry for scaring you. I wouldn't have done it if it wasn't necessary. It's important that you don't know who I am or at least for a while. Eventually I will show you who I am and then you will understand everything. Hopefully you will then forgive me for scaring you. Can you meet me tonight below your bedroom window as soon as your family is asleep? Please be there. I will be waiting. Oh and don't call the police and don't be scared of me.
From,
Someone Unknown
P.s. Until you know who I am, you can call me James.
When I got home I went upstairs and got in the shower. Should I meet him outside tonight? Should I call the police?? Should I tell my parents about it? I was so unsure of what to do. Everything I had been taught about strangers went against meeting him but my instincts were telling me that he meant well and that I would be making a really big mistake if I didn't meet him. "Urrrhhhh!" I moaned.
"Emily, are you okay?" asked a voice just outside the bathroom. I completely forgot that my friend Alicia was coming over today to sleepover. I would have to tell her about James, then.
"I'm fine!" I yelled. "I'll be out in a sec.!"
"You're wet," remarked Alicia.
"Wow! Really?," I replied," I had no clue showers could do that to you!"
"Sarcasm is greatly frowned upon in this country," my friend commented.
"I believe the word you are looking for is cannibalism," I answered. (Note to readers: Don't freak out on me.. It's a quote from Charlie and the Chocolate Factory...".. which is called cannibalism, and that my dear children is frowned upon in many countries.")
"Fine," sighed Alicia, giving in, " What do ya wanna do? We can play Wii or Ripstick or Tandem (this is a two person bike) or climb a tree or watch TV or sing.."
"Let's Ripstick around the neighborhood."
We went to the garage and grabbed the Ripsticks and left out the side door. As we started down the hill I asked Alicia what she wanted to talk about. "I got nothing," she replied.
"Okay then. Umm.. Yeah I kinda have something to talk about... Sooo.. " I said and I told her my story. When I finished, all Alicia did was stare at me with her mouth wide open. "HE WANTS TO MEET YOU AT YOUR HOUSE TONIGHT!! HOW DOES HE KNOW WHERE YOU LIVE?!?!?" she yelled.
"I don't know. I was wondering the same thing but at least since you're here it will be a little safer when I meet him because you can watch from the window," I replied.
"Fine," sighed Alicia, "Have it your way but I think you should call the police. Don't blame me if you're kidnapped and never seen again."
"Thanks for the reassuring words. And if he wanted to kidnap me he would have done it on the trail."
"What do you think he wants?'
"I really wish I knew..."
I was happy to find both my house and car keys along with my iPhone in my back pocket. I unlocked my car and sat down on the driver's seat. I reached into my zippered pocket and found the folded piece of paper that my mystery assailant had placed there. As I unfolded the paper I saw that the letter on it was typed. "Hmmmm," I wondered, "Did they type it so i wouldn't recognize their hand writing??"
Dear Emily, "Wait... Whoa.. Creepy.. How does he know my name?!?!? How did he know I was going running in the forest?!?" I thought this to myself, starting to really freak out, but I continued reading the letter.
I am soooooooooo sorry for scaring you. I wouldn't have done it if it wasn't necessary. It's important that you don't know who I am or at least for a while. Eventually I will show you who I am and then you will understand everything. Hopefully you will then forgive me for scaring you. Can you meet me tonight below your bedroom window as soon as your family is asleep? Please be there. I will be waiting. Oh and don't call the police and don't be scared of me.
From,
Someone Unknown
P.s. Until you know who I am, you can call me James.
When I got home I went upstairs and got in the shower. Should I meet him outside tonight? Should I call the police?? Should I tell my parents about it? I was so unsure of what to do. Everything I had been taught about strangers went against meeting him but my instincts were telling me that he meant well and that I would be making a really big mistake if I didn't meet him. "Urrrhhhh!" I moaned.
"Emily, are you okay?" asked a voice just outside the bathroom. I completely forgot that my friend Alicia was coming over today to sleepover. I would have to tell her about James, then.
"I'm fine!" I yelled. "I'll be out in a sec.!"
"You're wet," remarked Alicia.
"Wow! Really?," I replied," I had no clue showers could do that to you!"
"Sarcasm is greatly frowned upon in this country," my friend commented.
"I believe the word you are looking for is cannibalism," I answered. (Note to readers: Don't freak out on me.. It's a quote from Charlie and the Chocolate Factory...".. which is called cannibalism, and that my dear children is frowned upon in many countries.")
"Fine," sighed Alicia, giving in, " What do ya wanna do? We can play Wii or Ripstick or Tandem (this is a two person bike) or climb a tree or watch TV or sing.."
"Let's Ripstick around the neighborhood."
We went to the garage and grabbed the Ripsticks and left out the side door. As we started down the hill I asked Alicia what she wanted to talk about. "I got nothing," she replied.
"Okay then. Umm.. Yeah I kinda have something to talk about... Sooo.. " I said and I told her my story. When I finished, all Alicia did was stare at me with her mouth wide open. "HE WANTS TO MEET YOU AT YOUR HOUSE TONIGHT!! HOW DOES HE KNOW WHERE YOU LIVE?!?!?" she yelled.
"I don't know. I was wondering the same thing but at least since you're here it will be a little safer when I meet him because you can watch from the window," I replied.
"Fine," sighed Alicia, "Have it your way but I think you should call the police. Don't blame me if you're kidnapped and never seen again."
"Thanks for the reassuring words. And if he wanted to kidnap me he would have done it on the trail."
"What do you think he wants?'
"I really wish I knew..."
Ok i got bored so I was thinking of starting this thing I would like to call "Daily Pics of One Direction." What I would do is I would post a pic of 1D (it could be anywhere from one of the boys to all of them) once a day. It won't be simple pics of them, it will be either funny, extra hot, extra sexy, or extra cute. It's nothing that has any real meaning to it it's just something for me to do whenever I'm bored. But there is something you guys get out of it! Whoever has the best comment gets 10 props! So do you guys think its a good idea? Or do you think it's lame? If it is lame I'm sorry I was just bored and desperate for something interesting to do.
Ruby's P.O.V
their i was on the X-Factor stage. i heard them say a name. but it wasnt mine not my name they said in pure excitment. my heart dropped in sadness. i walked off wiping the fresh tears coming down my face. "hey Rub's you alright" asked my older brother harry. "no hazz im not i didnt make it okay go ahead laugh" i say running in the car. he came for me he pulled me in for a hug. "no worries love you will be found" says harry kissing my head. we arrived home seeing nialll smashing on some chips. he ran to me asking if i made it. i frowned and he hugged me. and handed me a chip. i smiled and grabbed the bag. "MINE NOW" i say laughing heading upstairs. niall was following behind me laughing also.
their i was on the X-Factor stage. i heard them say a name. but it wasnt mine not my name they said in pure excitment. my heart dropped in sadness. i walked off wiping the fresh tears coming down my face. "hey Rub's you alright" asked my older brother harry. "no hazz im not i didnt make it okay go ahead laugh" i say running in the car. he came for me he pulled me in for a hug. "no worries love you will be found" says harry kissing my head. we arrived home seeing nialll smashing on some chips. he ran to me asking if i made it. i frowned and he hugged me. and handed me a chip. i smiled and grabbed the bag. "MINE NOW" i say laughing heading upstairs. niall was following behind me laughing also.
breaking news:You know you’ve made it as a musician when you get turned into wax. One Direction is the latest addition to Madame Tussaud’s Wax Museum, makeing their grand debut in London on April 18th before heading out on tour. Yes, their wax figures are very much like the real live 1D.
"This is insane! Like all the biggest stars around the world get these wax works made of them and why are we five normal lads, just like jokers, getting these wax works made of us... it's an amazing honor. It's really cool,” Zayn Malik told MTV News about the honor.
"This is insane! Like all the biggest stars around the world get these wax works made of them and why are we five normal lads, just like jokers, getting these wax works made of us... it's an amazing honor. It's really cool,” Zayn Malik told MTV News about the honor.
It 7:00 AM and my mom called me from downstairs. "HONEY! IT'S TIME TO GO!"
I got my backpack and headed downstairs.
"Bye mom!" I waved goodbye and walked outside.
I was surprised because I found a limo instead of what I would thought it would be. A big truck.
A man in a suit escorted me into the limo and then we were off. But that is not all.
"Hi." the '5 nice boys' said to me.
"Hi?!?!"
It was 1D. Oh.My.God.
"I'm Liam"
"I'm Harry"
"I'm Louis"
I'm Niall"
"And I'm Zayn."
And I was like 0_0
"LA here we come!" Niall exclaimed.
The driver turned the radio on and surprisingly enough, it was MY song.
No not Rebecca Black. Not Justin Bieber...
ME! Jenette Gold.
What could be better? Your own song on the radio, in a limo, with 1D singing along to it?
NOTHING. JUST NOTHING.
I got my backpack and headed downstairs.
"Bye mom!" I waved goodbye and walked outside.
I was surprised because I found a limo instead of what I would thought it would be. A big truck.
A man in a suit escorted me into the limo and then we were off. But that is not all.
"Hi." the '5 nice boys' said to me.
"Hi?!?!"
It was 1D. Oh.My.God.
"I'm Liam"
"I'm Harry"
"I'm Louis"
I'm Niall"
"And I'm Zayn."
And I was like 0_0
"LA here we come!" Niall exclaimed.
The driver turned the radio on and surprisingly enough, it was MY song.
No not Rebecca Black. Not Justin Bieber...
ME! Jenette Gold.
What could be better? Your own song on the radio, in a limo, with 1D singing along to it?
NOTHING. JUST NOTHING.
I woke up to my cat, Amy, purring next to me.
Suddenly, my phone rang. It was the record label!
"Hello? Is this Jenette Gold."
"Ms. Gold! Hello this is Jim!"
"Hi Jim"
"Next Friday you are going to LA for your big show, remember?"
"Yes."
"You will have 5 nice boys coming along with you. Is that okay?"
5 nice boys..5 nice boys...I tried to think who it will be. "I don't mind." I replied to Jim. "Okay then! I will see you later."
Jim hung up.
I tried to think of who those "5 nice boys" would be until I looked at my poster across the room..."
Suddenly, my phone rang. It was the record label!
"Hello? Is this Jenette Gold."
"Ms. Gold! Hello this is Jim!"
"Hi Jim"
"Next Friday you are going to LA for your big show, remember?"
"Yes."
"You will have 5 nice boys coming along with you. Is that okay?"
5 nice boys..5 nice boys...I tried to think who it will be. "I don't mind." I replied to Jim. "Okay then! I will see you later."
Jim hung up.
I tried to think of who those "5 nice boys" would be until I looked at my poster across the room..."