Death's Decision

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic
Daniel Wellford is an ordinary 14 year old boy, yet he is at war with luck, and something unfortunate happens.



READ THIS FIRST, IT IS THE INTRODUCTION, PLEASE READ IT BEFORE STARTING MY BOOK

INTRODUCTION

“What a header!” I shouted. I was playing a football game on the Playstation. I was playing as Arsenal, against my brother playing as West Ham. The score now was 2-1 to me, until I realised why I was wrong.
“You’ve got to be joking,” I said as my jaw dropped. I didn’t hear the whistle blow; it went off just before I went for the goal. It was full time. I was never lucky, nothing ever good happens to me.
Because of that it was extra-time, but it was Golden Goal (which was when it ended as soon as somebody has scored in the little time we had.
My brother took centre, run up straight for goal, none of my defenders could get him. He then got taken down by my last defender, who fouled him, got sent off, and my brother was given a penalty.
It was obvious what was going to happen, that I would jump the wrong way. It happened and my brother won, stood up and started dancing. I left the room in a bad mood. I always get angry if I fail at games.

* * *

My name is Danny Wellford. I am a 14 year old boy who lives in Kent, England. My brother, Thomas, is 9 years old. He can be annoying sometimes and can get a little violent when angry, but usually he is OK.
My Dad, Henry, works as a builder. He has his own little company, which isn’t well known. He mostly does work for family and friends but can regularly get actual customers.
My Mum, Sue, is an accountant, which I don’t know much about, it seems very boring though.
As I mentioned earlier, luck is NOT on my side, I have broken my leg once, at a park when I was on the swings, and then stupidly decided to climb the pole and stand on top of it, but I fell and landed on my leg, but a bad landing, my knee snapped the other way. But that happened when I was twenty days away from becoming ten, so that wasn’t my best birthday I’ve ever had.

* * *

My life hadn’t turned out quite the way I expected. When I was young, I’d always pretend I was a fireman, I wanted to light a match and put it out like a real fireman, but as you have probably guessed, I dropped the match on the floor and the carpet set fire, luckily (I never thought I was use that word), my dad come down as soon as he heard me shout, it was a small fire and he managed to take it out with a cup of water. If he’d waited longer, it would’ve spread and ended up with a bad result.
I’m now going to tell you about a strange event that happened one day. This is a story about something tragic yet unlucky that happened, something that had happened… to me.

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Submitted: January 06, 2008

I will probably change the title when I have finished writing the novel.

READ THIS FIRST, IT IS THE INTRODUCTION

INTRODUCTION

“What a header!” I shouted. I was playing a football game on the Playstation. I was playing as Arsenal, against my brother playing as West Ham. The score now was 2-1 to me, until I realised why I was wrong.
“You’ve got to be joking,” I said as my jaw dropped. I didn’t hear the whistle blow; it went off just before I went for the goal. It was full time. I was never lucky, nothing ever good happens to me.
Because of that it was extra-time, but it was Golden Goal (which was when it ended as soon as somebody has scored in the little time we had.
My brother took centre, run up straight for goal, none of my defenders could get him. He then got taken down by my last defender, who fouled him, got sent off, and my brother was given a penalty.
It was obvious what was going to happen, that I would jump the wrong way. It happened and my brother won, stood up and started dancing. I left the room in a bad mood. I always get angry if I fail at games.

* * *

My name is Danny Wellford. I am a 14 year old boy who lives in Kent, England. My brother, Thomas, is 9 years old. He can be annoying sometimes and can get a little violent when angry, but usually he is OK.
My Dad, Henry, works as a builder. He has his own little company, which isn’t well known. He mostly does work for family and friends but can regularly get actual customers.
My Mum, Sue, is an accountant, which I don’t know much about, it seems very boring though.
As I mentioned earlier, luck is NOT on my side, I have broken my leg once, at a park when I was on the swings, and then stupidly decided to climb the pole and stand on top of it, but I fell and landed on my leg, but a bad landing, my knee snapped the other way. But that happened when I was twenty days away from becoming ten, so that wasn’t my best birthday I’ve ever had.

* * *

My life hadn’t turned out quite the way I expected. When I was young, I’d always pretend I was a fireman, I wanted to light a match and put it out like a real fireman, but as you have probably guessed, I dropped the match on the floor and the carpet set fire, luckily (I never thought I was use that word), my dad come down as soon as he heard me shout, it was a small fire and he managed to take it out with a cup of water. If he’d waited longer, it would’ve spread and ended up with a bad result.
I’m now going to tell you about a strange event that happened one day. This is a story about something tragic yet unlucky that happened, something that had happened… to me.



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Submitted: January 06, 2008

Chapter Two “Gaah!” I screamed as I woke up from the traumatic nightmare. I woke up and decided to tell my brother about the ... Read Chapter

Submitted: January 06, 2008

Chapter Three The park looked empty when we had arrived. Only two people were there. An old man and an old woman were there. We z... Read Chapter

Submitted: January 06, 2008

Chapter Four Around 10 minutes later, Phil had woken up. “Phil? Are you alright?” I asked “Yeah, just a little headache... Read Chapter

Submitted: January 07, 2008

Chapter Five It was quite bright in the hospital and nearly everything was painted white. I could tell by Brendon’s face that he wa... Read Chapter

Submitted: January 07, 2008

Chapter Six As I awoke, I was even dizzier than before. I sat up. “Why do I keep having strange dreams?” “This is no dr... Read Chapter

Submitted: March 10, 2008

Chapter 7 I had woken up, dizzier than ever. Eventually, I could see straight. I was standing in the middle of the road, t... Read Chapter

Submitted: March 13, 2008

Chapter 8 “Phil!” I shouted as I ran to the table he was sitting at. “Danny! What the… How did…” “Calm down. I ... Read Chapter

Submitted: March 13, 2008

Chapter 9 Alex had ordered for my room, but we didn’t need to pay. Maybe Alex was in charge of the place, I should ask him sometime... Read Chapter

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