on the plane)
Brooke: A couple weeks ago, my parents died in a car crash. It was probably the worst thing that has ever happened to me. I loved my parents, and miss them dearly. If only, I could have said goodbye. Sadly, I have to leave my amazing home in Miami, Florida, for Hollywood, California, to go live with my Uncle John. He owns a recording studio there. He got me a job there, so when I get there, I will start asap. No one knows this, but im secretly a really good singer. No one knows except for my family; I mean me now.
My plane finally arrives at the gate. I grab my stuff and walk off the plane. I see Uncle John, waving and smiling. I wave and smile back.
He says as he gives me a hug, “hey kid! I haven’t seen you in forever! How’s everything?”
“Hi, Uncle John! I know I missed you. You mean besides my parents dying? Ok, I guess. It could be easier, but its not.” I reply.
He looks at me with a sad expression on his face. “its ok. Im here for you. We are going to help each other through this. Ready to go home?” he asks.
“YES!” I say.
Writers note: *like/comment what you think…no hate please. Its hard to start these. I promise it will get better as we go along.