The Summer Before Sixth Grade
When I stepped into the cool night I was excited to tell Albany, my best friend, some of the greatest news of my life. I told her to meet me in our usual spot, underneath the big oak.
Albany looked at me expectantly. I hoped that this last night of summer before sixth grade would be amazing.
And it was, for me at least. Albany found out that her mom would go on deployment for one year. Albany also found out that her pet cat, Socks, had gotten hit by a truck and died.
Today I found out my mom was going to have a baby, we were going to get a dog and something even greater.
"Well, what?" Albany asked me. Her eyes were red and puffy, her hair was matted, she was a mess.
"I just found ou-" crack.
"What was that Relic?" Albany whisper-shouted.
"I-I don't know." My voice was weak.
"Well, I found out,"
"WATCH OUT RELIC!"
I turned around and there was a man with a bat. He was nobody I had ever seen. He had dark, menacing eyes. Scruff on his face and old, dirty clothes.
Before I could scream he hit my head with a bat, and everything went black.