Hi I'm Noah, I live in a small neighbourhood with my friends. It's a small town really with loads of shops and the posh school that I barely got into. My friends, Ethan and Lucas, usually meet at the music room but today I went home early in my scruffy , stained suit getting drenched by the falling rain walking home. My black, curly hair, soggy and saturated, dripping down like a wet mop as I walk home. The rain falls like my teacher when he needs the toilet. I laugh at the thought. The marbles and spinning tops from the shop feel heavy in my pocket as I start to walk down my street.
I slowly walk down the brick road, fiddling with the multicoloured marbles, staring blankly at the sky. When I come to the apartment. . .I was confused. There was a ginormous, wooden box. . .huh? I came round to the apartment building to see it properly. It was the popular messenger service "I-CHROME ", with a hand written tag on the side that says,
HELLO! PLEASE KNOCK AND OPEN! I AM EVACUEE
I stood there. What was I supposed to do?! I don't know anything about helping evacuees! Maybe some history lessons, but I'm still 11! I can't even be responsible for an evacuee. . .but I wonder where from. Ever since mom died I had a extra room I guess. . .I could. . .maybe.
Maybe I should?
"Uh hello?" Said a voice from inside the box. They sounded young and southern. "Uhm. . ." I said
"Open please!"
"Oh uhm yes okay. . ." I hesitated for a second. What's going on!? I slowly opened the box confused, hesitant but intrigued.