Moving again. I never stayed at a house long enough to make friends. Where I was moving to was Sydney, it was a 15 hour trip. After the trip I was so exhausted, right away I wanted to sleep but I couldn't because I had to get my bed ready. When we reached my new house it was horrible, there were scratches everywhere and parts of windows were broken off. The grass wasn't even green. My dad came up to me and said "Cheer up kiddo the outside may be bad but the inside will probably be even better". My dad gave me a big smile but I didn't feel like smiling back at him. When I went inside it was worse than outside. Then my mom came to me and I knew exactly what she would say, she always says this the first day we move.
"Don't worry, sweetie, we'll fix this place up so it will look just like our old house". When my mom left I went upstairs. My dad showed me my room, I got a mattress and went to sleep. In the morning I woke up, ate breakfast and got ready. I decided to go for a stroll. I went outside, locked the door behind me and I started walking. While I was at the park I saw lots of friendly faces but no one even wanted to talk to me. I gave up and started to walk home.
When I reached my house the door was open a crack. I went inside and yelled "mom... dad..." but there was no response. I thought that my dad was still at work and my mom was groccery shopping. I waited for a day but my parents still didn't come home. I got worried. I went to the phone but as I was dialing I noticed the phone cord had been cut off by scissors. Now I really did get woried. I went upstairs and I heard footsteps so I had to act fast. I jumped behind the laundry room door. I opened the door a little bit and standing in front of me was a big, ugly ogre and in his hands was my unconscious mom and dad. I was about to scream but I didn't because I didn't want to get caught by him. The ogre looked around but didn't find what he was looking for so he left with my mom and dad. I came out of the laundry room. I knew that I had to rescue my parents but how? I went in my room got a bag and put some food in it and I started my journey. I went outside and in front of me was the ogre's footprints. All I had to do was follow the ogre's footprints. The footprints led to a forest. As I entered the forest I heard a twig snap which made me shiver. I wanted to go back but I couldn't because I had to rescue my parents. It was dark and cold as I got deeper into the forest and the spookier it got. I wanted to cry but I couldn't because I had to save my parents. It started to get really dark and I was getting tired so I found a cave and decided to sleep and begin my journey again in the morning. The sun came up and I started walking again. It was evening when I could see the ogre's cave. I was happy but a little bit scared because I had to go face to face with him. I finally approached the ogre's cave, inside the it was pitch black so I shuffled around in my bag and found a flaslight. I walked slowly around the ogre's cave and then I saw a light. I walked close to it and it started to burn my eyes. I turned the corner and I saw the ogre with my parents. The ogre spun around.
"Why did you capture my parents?" I said.
The ogre replied, "I don't like parents that live in that house".
"But you still shouldn't steal my parents.
" Who's gonna stop me?" the Ogre said.
"well you're too late," the ogre said.
"No I'm not and you're not gonna stop me," I said back.
"The only reason I chose to steal parents is because my parents were killed by human parents," the ogre said.
"Can I have my parents back?" I asked annoyed.
"Maybe is my answer," the ogre said.
"Well maybe if you were nicier you might have friends so you wouldn't be so lonley" I said.
"Do you think?" the ogre said hopefully.
"Yup so will you let my parents go?" I said.
"Fine," the ogre said giving up.
"Thanks, see you later I think. I really don't, so good bye." I said in a happy voice. "MOM,DAD," I said trying to wake my parents up.
"W-what happened," my mom stammered.
"An ogre kidnapped you," I replied.
"An ogre, is he here?" my dad replied concerned.
"Nope I rescued you," I said back.
"I think we should really move out of this house," my Dad said.
"I agree" I said back.