OMG PLEASE HELP I WAS AN IDIO>T FOR LEAVE THIS TILL LAST MIN CAN U PLEASE WRIGHT AN ENDING TO THIS PLEASE Far, far away lay a small farm with all the animals you would expect, horses, cows, dogs, and cats. Mary Jonson and her brother, Luckes were wandering around the old run-down house in which they lived. They went to the old Oak tree, on top of Cherry hill. The tiny hill overlooked the little graveyard in town. Mary was scared of the small patch of land by the old church.
They reached the top of the hill where Mary could hear a soft humming noise from inside the old tree. She saw the small beehive at the top of the tree. She knew why her brother brought her here at the top of the small hill. See, Luckus´s class was learning about honey bees, and for most of the summer break, he had been leading her to where he had found the small buzzing, bright yellow insects.
It was very comfortable at the top of the hill. The hot summer day was coming to an end, and twilight was upon them and a soft breeze was ruffling their hair . Meanwhile luckus was staring at the small hive in awe.
Mary sat down on the warm yellowing grass and looked down in the small graveyard. She could see a man walking down one of the rows of the old worn down gravestones. He was holding a bouquet of bright red flowers that she could see at the top of the hill.
She laid back on the grass and looked up at the soft orange sky. Mary was fifteen years old and her brother was nine. Mary had been homeschooled for her whole life while her brother was going to the public school down in town. Her parents had decided that she should go too.
It was the last day of summer break and tomorrow would be the first day of school. She lay on her back, thinking about the next day and what it would bring.
Seeing Mary would be what other kids thought to be odd she thought her first day would not be that enjoyable. She had fiery red hair that she often braided with flowers. Her face was covered in freckles and she had big round glasses that covered her big green eyes. Her brother had the same look about him. They could be twins if they weren't born six years apart.
She lay there in a doze, on the itchy grass when her brother had let out a yelp and she sat up. She turned and looked at her brother who was holding his left hand. He had tears in his bright green eyes.
´´Ẃhat happened!´´ Mary she said, turning on her heels and walked over to her brother
´´I..I...w...was...p..playing with...t...the bees´´ He said thru bug sobs. ´´ A...and...o..one of...of...them...c...came...and...a nd...STUNG...ME...ME!´´
Her brother was on his knees now, and sobbing.
¨Ok, ok...¨ Said Mary helping luckus up off his knees.¨ let's get back to the house. Then mom can fix you right up.¨
They both got up and started walking down the hill towards the house. They pushed open the front door and walked into the kicken.