My Friends and I

[~Bad Luck~]

Most of the things that are going to happen have actually happened - Some, not. The setting? Made up entirely, most of the time. Don't want to say who they are - Gonna be hiding em by a secret identity. They all go to this forum, anyways!

Chapter One - Introduction

Laying there on the beach, watching the sunset shine in the glamorous pink, yellow, and orange colors, we talked. We talked for a very long time; the two boys and two girls. Angie, Jack, and... Let me talk about Angie and Jack. Angie was a nice person, unless you made her mad. She was a great friend and all, she'd help you, but then again, she'd talk about you behind your back. That was the only thing I didn't like about her; the gossip. She also always had a way to make you laugh. Her (least) favorite singer was Miley Cyrus. We would laugh every time a song by her came on the radio. She also disliked the Jonas Brothers. We'd laugh and sing along to those, just for the laughs. That's enough of Angie. I'll describe Jack to you. He was a very nice person, but also, like Angie, gossips. Though I don't mind that much. He was a very thoughtful person, and he'd help you when you need help.
The sun went down slowly, and we decided to head home. Gave a wave to Angie and Jack. "See you guys tomorrow," I said. I went home. I creeped slowly into the house, for I feared Mom and Dad weren't home. They were in their room, with Dad snoring heavily. Brian, my older brother, was still trying to get himself to rap. David, the annoying one, was in his bed watching Harry Potter. He's read all the books ten times, and he'll read them more. He's 1 year younger than me, and he loves to play Pokemon. He would always bug us when possible. Brian, on the other hand, was the worst older brother I've ever seen. He would be like, "OH WHY DOES HE GET TO PLAY THE COMPUTER WHEN I DON'T?" or "SHE'S BEEN ON ALL DAY, CAN SHE GET OFF?" No wonder David's so annoying. Mom, she was a kind woman. She always thought of others, and was a gamer alongside my whole family. She knew all my friends [Well, most of them,] and would always help me in time of need. She doesn't have a job, unlike my dad. Dad works all week, except the weekend. 7AM to 7PM every day. That's... 60 hours a week, almost! Thanks to him, we have barely enough money to live. Good enough for me, though. As long as I can live and eat food, I'm all good. I slowly stepped into my room... when all of a sudden, this enormous shadow towered over me. I look behind me. "Oh... Hi, Honey!" Honey was my kitten. She loved to play pranks, and she also loved to bite and scratch us. We loved her nonetheless, and would always find a way to make her feel better when we accidentally step on her. She loves to run out in front of us while we're walking. So I pick her up, put her in my mom's room to sleep with Mom and Dad, and go back into my room.
Later that night, I hear a tap on the window. Tap... Tap... Tap... Tap... Tap... Slowly, and steadily, in a rhythm almost, and it wouldn't stop. I look out the window, and I scream at the top of my lungs.