Chapter One
Wolf
“Cecilia, do
your chores!”
“But, Mom!”
Cecilia Wolf complained.
Cecilia was
twelve years old, but she complained a lot.
“No buts!”
her mother snapped. “Now do it.”
“Fine,”
Cecilia whined.
Cecelia knew
where her chore list was. It was on top of her mother's desk.
I wish I
didn't have to do chores after school, Cecelia
thought.
She
read the list:
Make your
bed.
Switch
the laundry.
Clean the
dishes.
Clean the
litter box.
Organize
the closet.
She stared a the list. It wasn't the litter box that got
her. It was the closet. The closet was where Cecelia's father stored
his guns.
They lived in the woods, so there were lots of bears and
wolves. Since Cecelia's last name was Wolf, they were her number one
fear. After she had done her first four chores, she walked into the
closet. It was a walk-in closet, and there was a small window.
Cecelia looked out the window. What she saw made her squeal.
I like your story. I think the last part makes you want to read what's next. I hope you will write more soon! --Caroline P.
ReplyDeleteThanks, I will post the next chapter very soon. -Liz Genie
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