Electric Blue Blood: Part 3 I listened at the top of the stairs as the stranger and Grandma talked. She always befriends people who are nice to her. Grandpa Scott sat at his favorite chair, reading the paper. He calls me down and he gives me a pair of sissors. Our favorite activity with the paper is after when he is done reading, we cut out our favorite news stories and put them in scrapbooks. We have many scrapbooks on different occasions. After a while, I looked up knowing something was wrong. I didn't know what. But the difference was eerie. Grandma Sarah was scared about something. Then she screamed and passed out. Grandpa Scott and I came out to get Grandma, but as soon as I came in, a blow went to my head and blacked out not knowing who was it. ******* I looked outside and saw footsteps leading out into the dark. I looked and saw Grandpa slumped in his lawn chair. I felt his pulse and then knew he was okay. I then had a feeling where the footsteps came from. I turned and left for the mysterious crash sight.

Electric Blue Blood: Part 2 After dinner of rice and vegetable stew, I ran back to my room upstairs where my telescope was. Before I touched the telescope, I squezzed my favorite pillow, a yellow star pillow with hope in pink. I always squeeze it before something I think bad happens. On the back, in purple was my name, Honey Dewdrop Carter. My parents died of unknown causes and my grandparents took me in. My room was once my mother's. Anyway, I looked into the telescope and again saw the ditch. I moved my rainy blue curtains away and opened the window. Still, I saw it. I focused my telescope closer to it and saw something appear from it. I gasped and looked again. In the crashed area, smalls dots were there. It was sleek metallic grey and nothing I had ever seen. Suddenly, the stranger was gone. Frantically, I searched and found nothing. That is when the doorbell rang.

Electric Blue Blood: Part 1 It started when some crash happened. The reason for everything. I was looking through my telescope when some light came from the corner of my eye. I moved it to see a wide hole. Terrifed, I ran downstairs and came up to my grandparents. I told them what happened and my Grandmother Sarah, a sweet natured Irish lady, came outside to look around, with me tagging along. "Well I don't see anything, Honey Dew," she answered in her sweet Irish accent "must have been a shooting star." And she went inside. I looked around. Where is that big ditch I saw and the white light?