Nelson Hollerway Period 2 Rough Draft

Nelson Hollerway
Creative Writing
Period 2
“Good morning DJ,” said James. James was a spry young fellow, only six; he lived in his own world even though his mother was around almost every minute of every day. His mother loved and she was the best mother any kid could ever ask for. “What’s up youngin’ you gonna be late for school you better hurry up,” replied DJ who was up all night. DJ was James’ mom’s boyfriend. James’ parents weren’t married but they were separated because they didn’t see eye to eye with just about everything. DJ was 19, he dropped out of high school but he had a GED. “Okay DJ I’ll hurry up…where’s my mom?” James asked.
“She got up early this morning and went out somewhere, she said she had to make a run,” DJ told James. James’ little sister was only in preschool so she didn’t have to get up in the morning because she had afternoon class. James’ sister’s name was Tina; James woke her up and left to go to school. James went to school and what he thought was just another day in his life turned into the first day of month of mystery. When James came back from school he buzzed the project-building buzzer to his apartment. No one buzzed him in so he went to buzz a friend of his apartment so he could get in but that didn’t work either. James sat in front of his apartment for ten minutes. The low sound of police car sirens gradually became louder and before he knew it the car had sped up to his building, the “C” building. A squad car and his grandmother’s red grand prix pulled up in front of him. His grand mother ran out of the car and grabbed James the police escorted James and his Grandmother to James’ apartment. When James entered the apartment his grandmother told him to pack his little suitcase up with as much clothes as possible. He was also told to do the same for his little sister. DJ his mom’s boyfriend was being questioned on James’ mom’s where bouts. “Officer I’ve just told a thousand times she went out this morning and never came!” mutter DJ in between sobs. “Did you see her go to her car? Was she picked up by someone?”
“I don’t know officer, I felt her get out of bed and that was it,” DJ looked just as worried as James and his grandmother when he answered the officer’s last question. DJ was questioned several more times by the police. James and his sister Tina stayed with their grandmother for about a month. Young James and his sister had saved things for their mother in special boxes so they could give her something special when came back to them. They had gone back to their apartment a bunch of times and brought more and more of their stuff to their grandmother’s house. The children had never thought about how long their mother was gone; it was something that seemed unimportant to them as days went on. One day the kids went to see a counselor. They thought she was just a babysitter and she would watch them and write things about what they said and how they acted.
James went to see his babysitter almost everyday. She went from a weird white woman who talked proper and funny to him to like a good friend. One day she broke his heart with the worst news she good ever deliver to him. She told him that his mother wasn’t coming back. She told him that the love of his heart, his mother, the only one he would ever have was dead. She was killed and they knew who did it. DJ, James’ mom’s boyfriend had written a confession that he was the murderer. When James found out that DJ had killed his mother James was so upset and crushed mentally that he sat in shock. He held his younger sister as she cried