We were just leaving the house, Me and my little sister, Not knowing what this day would have in store. I am in grade 8 but she is in grade 2. Our schools are close, About a 3 minute walk away. i walk her to school now. We were walking down our walkway and we heard a loud smash. It was across the road, in Sarah Snapps house. Sarah is a 35 year old woman. She is nice enough she bakes us Christmas cookies. Although they taste like Dog Droppings and are hard as rock we still appreciate them. Mom was still outside saying good bye to us and told us to go over to see if everything was alright.
My bratty little sister, Carry, said she was too scared to go over. Stupid excuse, Atleast mine was good, I told her we were late.
That means he must have thought over what the rest of the story would be about, or else the title would be irrelevant. I'm going to take that the title has something to do with the incident, but I'm not sure.