You may be expecting a fairytale but this is another story,the dreams of hope being crushed by a dark figure by shadows that lurks in our heads that is this story,but uncalled for events happen in the way of the dreary weeks.Here is the story of The Black Knight.
Amelia the 12 year old girl in a trapped world of hope and destiny.Her red hair swept on the floor,She was a lonely orphan with a little sister Molly they look so alike,but they were a year apart,Both of them betrayed by the rich families who hated them so dear of their kindness.They are both beautiful inside and out.They were going to find the darkness in their town.Kids fun were dispearing at every second.Creativity was leaving them all only Amelia and Molly were left to save them all.
"MOLLY!"Mrs.Krackle snapped"WHY MUST YOU ALWAYS SELL THOSE DISPISING LITTLE WEEDS YOU CALL FLOWERS!"Mrs.Krackle was the most despised rich one in the small town we live in and as a smart girl Molly ignored her as usual."Amelia control your little brat of a sibiling!"Mr.Krackle boomed next to his ungly wife,I moaned at this sound it was as loud as a waterfall crashing into a flat Concrete and a cymbal crashes everytime a drop of water touchs the ground."Sir you may be the richest man in town but I don't take orders from you or anyone who is not my orphanage teacher."I said in my regular voice but i was using a sassy tone.It was easy to be sassy yet I sound normal.Slowly me and molly walked out of the market leaving the flower stand unwatched but we locked the drawer of money.We walked toward the orphanage knowing we would be hungry with no food today.I ran to the chicken coop and got the eggs out of the nest and in the basket.Molly started milking the cow so we could drink something atleast for dinner.I went to the well and fished up some water.I got a pot and bioled a eggs over the metal stove and poured the milk.Molly made her bed and mended her sheets."Come down for dinner!"I yelled,Molly came down and we ate our delishes meal.