+ The Odd Jem (Chapter 2) +

I loved how much description you put in!

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I got up and patted the dogs tic covered head. He wagged his tail slowly and stuck out his tongue. I entered the house again. ''There you are sugarcube! I was just about to go out and look for you.'' Jem bellowed. I was glad she hadn't. ''What happened to you, A?'' my dad asked jokingly, shaking his head. ''Gee, I didnt expect a welcome party.'' I replied with a frown. My dad just laughed.

How I was annoyed by her accent and I called her ''Jem'' or ''Ms. Jem'' instead of ''Auntie'', I fed her dog the wrong dog food and he was sick so she had to take him miles away to the nearest vet Then I got control of myself. Whos to say she even had friends? And who cares what they think? I often overthought things, my parents called it my greatest flaw. I guess it kind of was.

She would tell all her country friends that I was a loser and how I didnt want to use a hole as a toilet and I fell in a mud puddle and got all dirty, and how I wouldnt eat her cooking and wore boring crop tops and shorts and bandanas, how I woke up in the night to a coyote howling and accidently woke her up by running to my parents from fear.

I looked. And double checked. And triple checked, but I was sure there was a mistake. All that was there was a hole in the ground. No way was I going in there. Discouraged, I started turning around to go back inside. Just before I got to the porch, I slipped down the stairs and fell into a mud puddle. I was drenched. I was about to cry, but then I thought about how ''Auntie Jem'' would think of me.

She chuckled. ''Call me Auntie Jem, and its right outside, past the chicken coop behind the house.'' ''Um. Ok. Thanks.'' I quickly left the house and went behind the house. I looked in the chicken coop. There wasnt any birds inside, but I could see eggs, so I assumed they were wandering around. I went back to focussing on my task.