Fifteenth years old Mary finds a teen-age boy, an odd one as that! Tall, pale and completely black eyes! As she tries to get his memory back, she'll soon learn that she's in for a real treat!
Chapter one: The boy with amnesia
Mary Plum is my name. I'm 15 years old girl who lives in the meadow side of my home town. My school is called, Billy Goat High and my friends are named; Lilly and Tiffany. We hang out alot after school.
But then, something strange happened and here's how it goes. It all started during spring break, in the middle of April. I had spent my time exploring the meadow around my house. I love the animals that lives here and love the fact the the weather never gets bad around here. Which only two days left, I do look forward for school to start again.
Back to the point, My mother wanted to make blueberry pie for desert. So, she asked me to get some blueberry from the meadow. She handed me a basket as I went my way. Soon as I arrived in the deep of the meadow, I stopped and took out a whistle. I blew on it as three birds appeared in the sky. I'd asked them if they know where the nearby blueberry bush was. They tweet, yes. I followed them to were it was. I thanked them by spreading bird seeds on the ground. I watched them eat and they flew away.
I then started to pick blueberry (around 50) from the bush. But, as I was done and about to return home, that when I heard a small groan. I thought it was my imagination but as I tried to leave again, the groan was heard once more. I look carefully as I look inside a bush, that when I gasped.
I saw a tall, skinny boy with short black and and dressed in completely black long sleeved shirt pants and shoes. His face was pale and seem to be knock out cold. His looks the same age as me. I knew he needed held! So, I dragged his body all the way into my home. When I got there, I placed him on the living room couch. Setted the basket on the coffee table as I looked at him. Who is he? I thought to myself.
Seconds later, my parents returned home. They were surprised about the boy but, not anything crazy. I told them about what happened as they seem to understand.
"Would he be okay?" asked my mother.
"I hope so"
"In the mean time, lets have dinner" Said my father.
"Okay" I signed. I took the basket and joined my parents in the kitchen.
An hour later, we went back to the living room to check on the boy. I went up to him as he turned a little.
"I think he's waking up!" I said, glad he's not dead.
"Where am I?" He asked. His voice had a smooth sound, only I noticed it. But the real shock was when he opened his eyes, His eyes were pitch black!!!!!!!! No eyeballs, just darkness!!!!
I didn't say anything about it. My parents didn't mind either.
"I'm glad your're awake." I said, calmly.
"Who are you?" his voice smooth my ears.
"My name is Mary Plum, and this is my house."
"Who are they?"
"That's my mother, Beth. My father, John. And my bulldog, Mush."
He walked in the room and barked. "Do you know want happened to you?"
"I don't know."
"Do you know at least your name?" He sadly shook his head.
"I think the boy has amnesia." My mother confirmed.
"Amneisa?!" He looked very sad.
What shall we do?" My father wondered. We all thought for a moment.
"I have an idea!" I said.
"What is it, honey?"
"He can stay with us until he gets his memory back! If you guys are fine with that?"
I don't see why not" Said my father.
"He can stay in the guest room" Said my mother.
"So, will you stay?" I asked him.
"I don't know where else I can go. Yes, I'll acept your company."
"That's great! I'll show you to the guest room!"
I walked him to the door and opened it. I turned on the lights. Inside was small. There was a queen size bed with a night stand next to it.
"It's not much but, please make yourself at home."
"Thank you, for all your generosity."
"Get a good night sleep and maybe you'll at least remember your name. Good night."
"Sweet dreams" I stepped outside as he closed the door.
