Hi I'm sorry it has been so long, but if i'm being completely honest I forgot and so to make it up to you I’m going to try to post here more often. What I'm posting now is another 7th grade creative writing assignment unedited. I’m sorry in advance this one is pretty terrible, as I barely finished before the deadline. Anyway, enjoy :)

My retelling of Hansel and Gretel.

We live in an old apartment that no one else would want to live in, but rent is pretty good. “Time for breakfast, Breakfast Jacob.” My dad calls me. I get out of my bed and walk five feet before I see the breakfast table. I see my sister,  Abby already sitting down eating a piece of plain bread as slowly as she can. I, on the other hand, finish eating my piece before sitting down. I turn to my bed, since there's nothing to do. We don't go to school, we don’t play, all we do is being broke. I see Abby coming to sleep in the bed too. I start drifting to sleep before I feel a shake. “What” I say angrily, I never have my sleep interrupted. I see in the corner of my eye Abby’s head come up as my mom says “We should do something fun today, like camping” she says in a cheerful tone. I see Dad in the back looking at an empty bag of bread sadly. “Are we running from taxes again?” I ask. “Yea, I don’t want to go.” My sister chimes in. “Well too bad we're going camping.”

I've never been camping before, but I don’t think that you can do it in the middle of a city, as we walk down in a semi straight line for hours. Eventually my Mom says “we're here.” “And where are we?” I respond. “At the campsite of course” “I don’t want to be here.” Abby says in her annoyed voice. “Listen to your mother.” My dad finally enters the conversation. I look around as my mom says “You guys stay here while me and your father buy some food from the gas station.” She points across the street to a run down gas station. After they cross the street and stay there for an hour I realize that they aren’t coming back. 

My sister has been sitting down ever since I shared the news with her, but we don’t have much time. I've heard the stories about orphanages and we need to go. I reach my hand down, and after she grabs it I pull her up. “Where are we going to go?” My sister says, questioning my plan. “To a house with people who will actually love us,” I answer “Okay, well let's get walking.”

After walking for hours I see the forest right in front of us where we should have gone camping. “Let's turn back, Jacob.” My sister says shakily. I can tell she’s worried so I try to reassure her, “Don’t you know the kindest people live in cabins in the woods.” We keep going until I see a clearing of the forest, a cabin with a pleasant smell coming from it. We are both drawn to it after not eating for hours. Though that is what we usually do. The smell leads us to the window with a bowl and candy on it. As my sister puts her hand in I think “why would somebody put cand out to cool on the window.” I’m about to tell Abby to leave, before I can’t breath and feel a bag come over my face.

The loss of air causes me to black out and when I wake up I'm in a basement I see an old furnace, Abby and a sign which says to dig, and two pickaxes. Abby is in her own bag. After fully getting out of my bag I knew what to do. I pick up Abby and throw her in the furnace. our parents didn’t love us enough to keep us, so nobody deserves us I think as I hop in the stove to sleep forever with my beloved sister.