-this story takes place in the same universe as my other story "a Fox Tale" it's just a human's story..-

Hello. :) my name is Riley. Riley Anderson. 

I am 16 years old. 

I went to a school called DropFell high. I was in Ninth . When it happened.

It all started when my dad was late picking me up from the library. He said there was some sort of car accident on his main route to the library.. I told him it was fine and I got to explore the newer parts of the library i haven't got to see. am found a new section called "myths,legends,and folklore." I chose a few books I'd thought were interesting but one of the books struck me as odd. It looked like it was made a long time ago, like" before my dad was born" long ago.

Well, on our way home we passed the crash sight. There was what seemed like a large mob of people leaving the area. The car ride was long and quiet. Like every other car ride .

This one felt off. The whole day seemed like nothing but a series of unfortunate events.. But my time at the library was interesting.

So when we arrived home it was already getting late. I already finished my homework so it was out of the way.

When my dad sat down it his chair, he had already dozed off..he must of had a long day at work. I left him be and went upstairs to my room.

the slightly large room was very clean and neat. A well made bed Sat in the corner of the room next to where the stairs met with the floor.

A neatly organized desk sat next to a big round window with intricate designs and a lovely view of the wooded park with the city as a backdrop. On the window space was a cushioned pillow -like mat that was the perfect reading spot.

on the other side of my window sat a fairly large book shelf with many books covering the stained wood.

I placed my library books on my desk and sat in my window seat.i scanned the park and saw a few little kids running around the swing sets and monkey bars. But what caught my gaze was one of my class mates sitting next to a little boy who had scrapped his knee and was helping them apply a band-aid. I knew the classmate fairly well from my friend who is crushing on them..

His name is Chase Frye. Im guessing the boy he's helping is his little brother. I wonder what my friend would say if she saw this. Heh thinking about it she might of exploded or start taking pictures.. She is kinda weird like that. Although she is one of the handful of students that every body likes.. She is lucky. Me on the other hand.. I am a walking tornado of trouble.

-end.? If you want another part of this story say so in the comments below.-