missing heart

intro~ why why why

That one fateful might. I sat, staring at the peiced skin over my right thumb. But I kept stitching. I looked out into the lonely eery market for a moment, nothing, wait, there was something shining, reflecting the street lights. It was closer. They walked right passed my window, and I was now able to make out a face. "Thud, thud, thud" it was coming from my front door. I shudered. I had whatched them walked past but I'd never even thought of where they could be going. I stood up and walked to the door. In looked through the doors keyhole but it was to dark and misty to even see a face. I unlocked the door, leaving the chain still on, just in case. I slowly opened the door, and peered around the door. It was my sister,Ruby. I quickly undone the chain and opened the door fully feeling stupid of making all this fuss over my big sis.

Ruby barged in and headed strait into the kitchen moaning about how long it took me to unlock the door and called me a lot of rude names I won't even mention. I took no notice and blocked her out as I strolled back I to the living room. As I walked through the doorway I freeze, staring down to the middle of the floor. "Mischieve, buddy" I muttered under my breathe. I heard my sister whisper not to blame buddy. 'I swear she has the ears of a bat' I thoughr but that stayed in my head. I nelt down to the floor and stroked the ripped pieces of my ballet bag. Oh well I thought, that's just another 7weeks of hard work down down the drain. I stroked mischieve's softly combed fur. I surpose I was right to name you after me. It suits you well I wispered into miscieves fur. I allowed buddy to sneak out of the room and snuggle up to his owner, ruby.

After millions of atemps to stitch the few torn pieces of my ballet bag back into place, I gathered them up and mischieve and I headed up to my bedroom. It was only seven, but I would of had another attempt at my bag. I sit on my matress and watch as mischieve burried his nose under the duvet cover. I smelt bacon cooking but I ignored it and continued stitching I was determined to finish it.

My sis came up the stair and poked her head round my bedroom door." I made you tea it is on the table. You should be greatful you hateful pig after what you did to me earlier" I wonderd what she meant for a while but in the end I gave up. I went down and saw a bacon sandwich with beans I grabbed the tray and was soon settled down in my room again eating it mournfully.

I woke up cold and the bed felt empty. I felt down the covers for mischieve but he wasnt there I sat up and opened my eyes, no shadow I got out of bed and wraped up In my fluffy grey dressing gown. I went out of my room and heard a quiet whimper from ruby's room. I switched on the landern light and walked down the halway. I passed my mum and dads room and there was no snoring, they must still be out at the pub over the road.I thought. I continued walking on until I reached ruby's room I heard her roll over in her bed and I paused. As I started walking again I could hear a new faint sound of snoreing again and I let out a sigh of relief. I reached for ruby's torch on her draws and switched it on. I shined it around at the end of her bed.I saw mischieve in a cage and I headed over to him. I unlatched the cage and he came running into my lap.

Ruby must have heard mischieves collar jangle as he ran to me. She woke up and once she had spotted me and mischieve she slapped me round the face. It stung like mad and I new I had to get out. I darted out of her room and down the stairs. Ruby was close after and I new it. I ran into the living room and hid mischieve in the corner behind me. Once ruby entered the room I grabbed the closest thing to me. I waked ruby on the head with it and she fell back against the coffee table and onto the floor. Blood was on the carpet and a pile of family photos. It was then I realised what I had hit her with. It was my mums old jewellery box which she used as to keep her personal photos safe. I stood still for a moment wondering if she was dead. My hand wavered in the air. I suddenly remembered what was scattered on ruby's bed side table. They were my personal photos which she must have ripped up while I was asleep. Well this served her right I thought as I ran , clutching the photos back down the stairs and into the living room. I heard mum and dad walk past talking and I put the jewelry box back on the shelf and belt beside ruby's body. Mum and dad came in and froze.

I told them the story well my story...