Left alone

So the day has come. My parents have left me at India. All they have left me is a sandwich and the TV and that’s it. MY LIFE IS TERRIBLE. They don’t know what can come and get me. Slimey  slugs, twisty tranches or human eating humbugs. As I sat there in the corner all alone I heard  the phone ring. DING DING DING DING DING DING.  I dare not answer it. It may be a cannibal eating human. I walked down stairs and pulled the latch on the door and ran as fast as I could.

Two long weeks past and I was in a nice country house with my uncle and aunt. They took care of me dearly but my cousin was not. He scratched me, bit me and called me names so I was planning on running again….

to be continued…