• "Sarabi!" my brother called "Sarabi come on we have got a big one!”I groaned as I pulled my self off the soft light blue couch. "Damn it Jack what is it?!" I called. "Sarabi we have got a story!" Jack called back. "Well what is it?" I practically yelled. "Its midnight for Pete’s sake!" I called after I glanced at my
    “Never been used" radio alarm clock.”Sarabi, damn it, come on! Mrs. Wilkinson just got attacked!" I gasped and nearly fell over as I tried to pull on my favorite camouflage caprees. I slipped on my favorite spaghetti strap plain white shirt and my stiff black biker gloves with the fingers cut off. "By what?!" I yelled as i raced down the stairs" My brother and I worked for a news paper in Salom, Arizona though we lived in the woods. Funny thing about Salom is, almost everything happened in the woods ,so we were often woke by calles screams or explosions. "Thats our
    job to find out Sarabi," Jack said as I pulled around the edge of the stair case. "Oh, no s**t Sherlock" I said as we walked to the van.