the letter

The lead of my pencil scraped across my page creating a annoying sound and fracturing the calm silence I hurt a boy today I  made him cry I said to my self, I feel as if the whole wolds anger is pushing down on me keeping me trapped in my web of guilt. One small tear slid down my check I hated it at that moment for its pure innocence and honesty. I worried about what I could put into my letter to tell that boy that I didn't mean to hurt him, and that it hurt me just as much if not more because you wound will heal over time and all you will have left is just bitter memories of me were as this will haunt me for the rest of my life . I just want to tell that boy that I'm sorry so sorry. The end

the hook

I woke up to the sound of my alarm buzzing next to my head. I jumped out of bed disrupting the peaceful silence but I didn't mind I was ten. I ran up to my parent's room. I through the door open and jumped on the bed rousing them of there slumber presents presents I half shouted in my eager anticipation dad laughed and eased out of bed and told me to stay with mum while he went to get my presents after what seemed like an eternity came back telling me to close my eyes then after what seemed like hours I felt a wet thing lap at my face I opened my eyes to find a beautiful puppy . dad suggested that we should get dressed so we could take her for a walk at the park, that we can see her personality and give her a name that suits her.

when we got to the park I opened the door and she ran out and before I could react I saw a man grab her. I called  out but I was too late      

the end