Chapter 1 (Paragraph 2)
Lava Locust lived in a small city called Hebron. It was a nice town in Texas. She moved there with her parents, her brother and her sister when she was 12 years old. Her family moved from a larger city near Dallas, and the change was very drastic. They had lived in a modest, but nice 3 bedroom home in a middle class neighborhood. Her parents both worked hard and had decent paying jobs. Both of them were restaurant managers, and they both worked long hours. One day, Mr. Locust came home and called a “family meeting”. He was notorious for having these so called “family meetings”. In fact, a “family meeting” normally included Mr. Locust lecturing one family member in front of the other three, with Mrs. Locust nodding her head occasionaly in agreement or interrupting to express her disagreements. These meetings were normally held in the living room, with Mrs. Locust sitting on the loveseat on one side of the room and Mr. Locust standing next to her, while both were facing the three Locust children, who were sitting on the sofa across the room. This particular meeting was a little different. Mr. Locust was excited about the new decision he had made to move to the country. Mrs. Locust didn’t seem to sure about the prospect. The “family meeting” was immediately moved to the car, a 1986 Chevrolet Cavalier Station Wagon, that Mr. Locust had just purchased, and was very proud of. Mr. Locust had decided to take the family to the land he intended to purchase in the small city of Hebron, Texas. The drive was long. Lava, her sister Laura, and her brother Lance were not at all impressed with the idea of leaving their home in the city.
Paragraph 3 coming soon...this is fun!!
Paragraph 3 coming soon...this is fun!!
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Not only were they not impressed, they were mortified at the prospect of moving to this desolate piece of flood land that was covered in enough bramble to fill the city dump.
Unfortunately, Mr. Locust loves doing side projects and he thought it would be fun to move just to get to clear this wasteland, the very idea caused his blood to boil with anticipation.
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