Susan Williams
It seemed a bit chilly now that a small breeze blew by, Susan was in no way dressed for the cold; hopefully it wouldn't be a bother. It seemed she was not the only one who seemed a bit..surprised by the house, but some one seemed to be quit cheerful."Come on, it’s not that bad! As long as this Mister Brittle is nice, he can live anywhere, and we’ll still have fun!” she looked over at the boy who look about her age or a bit younger, he showed no sign of remorse what so ever; it was refreshing. It brought a bit of joy into the atmosphere, as if it loosened from it's depressed state. In fact he was right, it didn't matter now, why should she choose to be picky of a house? She was used to living in small spaces with hardly anything, it was not right of her to have expected more from this Brittle. If he was kind, then wouldn't that have been better?
'It was kind of him to even stretch out his hand and deciding to care for us all.' she thought with a pleasant smile.
Her smile grew wider as she thought about it more, it had seemed she recovered from her depressed state quit quickly. There was no point to sob, but move on forward with their lives. It would be hard, but what's the use if we don't try? Susan nodded at the boy " Alright then, let's greet the man that so kindly adopted us all. I'm getting tired standing here and we all should probably get some sleep later, unless we want to sleep out here; I don't. To the house!" Her tone seemed quit joyful and tad childish at the end. " Oh, by the way, I'm Susan."
She began to run a couple steps and realized she was forgetting her luggage, and ended up tracing right back to get it, almost tripping along the way. However she ended up moving slowly from it's weight, dragging it along. The suitcase itself look as if it was ready to give way any second, surly Susan over did it with packing, it was hard for her to let go of things.
Dragging her suitcase along, Susan managed to finally make it to the front of the house, getting a better look at it. It looked old, very old. It was hard to picture herself living here, but Susan managed to cope with it and not worry about it too much. Though something did bother her and the nerves continued even after he decision on making this a positive event.
'Why did Brittle choose all of us? Why old children?'
'It was kind of him to even stretch out his hand and deciding to care for us all.' she thought with a pleasant smile.
Her smile grew wider as she thought about it more, it had seemed she recovered from her depressed state quit quickly. There was no point to sob, but move on forward with their lives. It would be hard, but what's the use if we don't try? Susan nodded at the boy " Alright then, let's greet the man that so kindly adopted us all. I'm getting tired standing here and we all should probably get some sleep later, unless we want to sleep out here; I don't. To the house!" Her tone seemed quit joyful and tad childish at the end. " Oh, by the way, I'm Susan."
She began to run a couple steps and realized she was forgetting her luggage, and ended up tracing right back to get it, almost tripping along the way. However she ended up moving slowly from it's weight, dragging it along. The suitcase itself look as if it was ready to give way any second, surly Susan over did it with packing, it was hard for her to let go of things.
Dragging her suitcase along, Susan managed to finally make it to the front of the house, getting a better look at it. It looked old, very old. It was hard to picture herself living here, but Susan managed to cope with it and not worry about it too much. Though something did bother her and the nerves continued even after he decision on making this a positive event.
'Why did Brittle choose all of us? Why old children?'