logans story #1

Carson sprang up in bed, his clinging to his back and chest as if in a life or death struggle to save its own life. He peered over at his alarm clock and slammed down the power button. The sweet aroma of heaven knows what wafted into the small room. He could already hear the voiced of hundreds of people downstairs. How, it was only 7:00. Then it dawned on him. He hit himself upside the forehead like they always do in those cheesy movies. It was "Parent Day". All of the kids in CJ Cunningham's Home for Boys ( or CCHB, as the staff called it ) were to have their parent s here this morning. He trudged down the marble staircase. He chuckled inside and shook his head at the cleanliness of the place ( this was only when people were coming over of course ). He knew he had nothing to look forward to. All he knew was that his parents had somehow died and that everyone either didn't know how or didn't tell him how his beloved parents had died.