writing wishing well

 this book is not done yet i will post it when it is.

 

                       Intro 

 This story happened about 5 years ago when i was 16. I had long brown hair and it was about down to my knees. It shone like a diamond and it was beautiful. 

    Chapter 1 Angels Hair My hair was my pride and joy. It was my everything. Every morning I would spend at least an hour on my hair a day making sure it looked better than the last. I would walk with my friend Becca who was my best friend. I had lots of fake friends that were my friends because of the looks I got from boys which they wanted too. They would ask things like, “ What are your secrets?” How do I get my hair to look like that?” I didn’t know how to answer and would just say, “ Just look after it.” They would follow me like lost dogs and when I would bring it up about them not really being my friends, they would start rumours about me and how horrible I was and that I would hurt them. I would come home crying and my mum would say that they are just jealous of my hair and that they can’t get hair like mine. There was one spot my friend Amea and I would go to and nobody knew about. It was a good place to go to and just rest and talk. However, one day a girl followed us there. She was not our friend. She told her friends about the spot and they went there after we had left. They trashed it, the whole thing with mud and dirt everywhere. Our jaws dropped when we saw what they had done. We walked back angrily as we knew it was them because they stared at us as we walked up the hill back to the village. When they saw our faces they couldn’t stop themselves from laughing. “We’re going to get them back for this,” Amea said. Even though upset, we happily agreed and we went home to plan how to get them back for what they did to our spot. We got pens,pencils and paper and started putting ideas down. One idea was egging their houses but their family doesn’t need to pay for what they did, plus it's a waste of food. It was hard but we made a few ideas on what to do. We picked one that is bad but not too bad and wouldn’t get us in too much trouble. We had to pick 20 acres of fruit and veg so Amea and I spent the whole day changing the labels around. We both were exhausted after it but the next day we both waited on the hill where they couldn’t really see us. We both waited for the moment for them to come out to see it; they spent the rest of the day putting them back. It was so nice to see them get what they deserved but we got bored watching them and left. We were walking back in the forest to find a new spot to hang out. We saw an old wooden hut. It looked really old and had to have been abandoned. Like this was really old it was rusty and the floorboards squeaked when we walked on them and the windows were smashed. Our imaginations went wild on what we could do here but we knew that most of them were never going to happen but we still did. I sat on the ground and started to play with the soft dirt. Amea screamed so loud I'm sure the other side of the world could hear her. She had seen a spider. It was huge with long black legs. I jumped to my feet and it was up in the corner of the shed. Amea was one step ahead of me. She ran outside so quickly I didn’t even notice she was gone until she was yelling at me to get out of there. I ran out there myself. People came running out to see what had happened. We lied and said a wolf had come at us. They believed us. Two men helped us get back to the village where people crowded us asking so many questions like, “Did it get you? What did it look like? How close did it get?” We had to lie again to make sure people wouldn’t get suspicious of us. We managed to get away from the thundering crowd of people and questions. We ran to my house, people still following. Our hearts beating faster than a car could go fast so thankful to be away from the people we fell onto the ground. I hurt my arm. I hit my elbow on the ground and it started to bleed. I didn't notice antill amea saw blood on the ground and saw it was my arm. We banded it up and it wasn’t too bad it was just a small scratch. We told my mum about the people following us. She was like “ It will be fine but what happened to your arm?” “ Oh it’s nothing just a scratch” “Oh ok” we went to my room to calm down after everybody chasing us people waited outside for a bit but left after about an hour. Then Amea and I went outside to go to Ameas house to ask if she could stay the night at my house. As she felt better being at my house after the whole day her mum said yes because Amea didn’t have anything on. As soon as we got home we jumped on my bed and rested “this is amazing” Amea said. It was so nice to just rest for a bit but we knew if we fell asleep now that we would wake up really early in the morning. We had dinner. We had soup. It was so good we thanked my mum for dinner and went to my room when we got up there and talked about what had happened. We both knew that we couldn’t tell anyone about this. I got out a board game for us to play and try stop thinking about the day after we played we went to bed. I woke up early in the morning to a smash. I ran to the kitchen to see what happened. It was just a plate my mum was making. Food for us Amea came running in to see what had happened i told her it was a plate Amea feints cash bang into the ground