Rotten One day we will become rotten. Just someday we will become extinct. But our #lifetime won't. By the time you read this... OPUSS WILL BE ROTTEN Your Girl Emmalyn PS. I wasn't taking that seriously...
The Mysteries Of England Day 1 The Wild Zoo (Part 2) I crossed my arms. "Hmmm...Barbra LOCKED the door" I said trying to be calm. "Because I have a key..." Danielle said.I stared at her. "Why is there letters from Sherlock" I said. "Because they're for you" Barbra said. "Me?Why me?" I said.Danielle sighed. "Because he is your father!" She screamed. "I know that!" I screamed.Barbra split us apart. "Danielle leave the room, Molly read the letters" She said.Danielle and Barbra left the room.I picked up a letter.It was wrote today.So I read it. Dear Molly, By the time you read this, you will know I am your father.It might be confusing, but you will remember being took away from a man.Me...I would advise you not to look up or you will not get to read the other letters so... I looked up.All the letters were gone. "HOW!" I said. "Your father is a genius" Danielle said. "I know that!" I screamed. "Ummm.Can y-you te-teach me?" She said... "Ask my
The Mysteries Of England Day 1 The Wild Zoo (Part 1) I didn't know I was going to get into this stuff.Until I watched Sherlock Holmes the series.It goes on for a few episodes until the next series.I like it.So I did some research about London.Ones a long ago.When computers didn't exist.So I made up people.To solve the mystery. Today was the day.To go meet my new roommate.He was sort of into...How do I explain it, mysteries.I haven't learned that much about him.But he was really smart, so I would think he would know about me.A LOT about me.My name is Molly Roberson.I was the daughter of Sam and Olive Roberson.Some people have wrote stories about me.Like (Heart Attack).My Mum got popular after that.And my Dad was claimed cute.And I was considered dumb.So back to the story.I was walking to 11 Baker Street, where Sherlock will Mostly come.I didn't like Sherlock, but I like John...John Wattson.He doesn't really care that much.All he wants is a house and a friend.And he has it.I hope my roommate doesn't need a sidekick.And if he does.Well, heck if he needs one then I'm not in.I just need a house to live in and find a relationship with a nice man who cares for me.So, I finally got to the house.And I knocked on the door. "Yes?" Someone said. "It's me, Molly Robertson" I said. "Oh yes, please come in, the door is open" They said.I opened the door and walked in.I saw a lady sitting on the couch staring at a board full of mysteries. "Excuse me, do you by any chance know someone called Dan Davids" I asked. "Yes" She said. "Oh good, where is he?" I said. "HE!Oh my....I am Dan David.Danielle David.Did they not tell you?" She said. "Oh my, I'm sorry!They said you were a boy!" I said. "They must be mixed up with Sherlock" Danielle said.I looked down at her. "Go to your room.Make yourself at home" She said.I went up to my room.There was letters scattered all over the place from Sherlock. "Hmmm" I mumbled. "Something wrong?" A old lady said.I turned around in shock. "Oh my!You scared me!" I gasped. "Oh, sorry!Danielle was asking if you where scared" The old lady said. "Why would I be scared" I asked. "Because you are Sherlocks daughter" She said.I looked at her.Well my Mum split up with someone when I was three so...Maybe that was Sherlock. "How can that be possible!" I screamed. "Calm down" Danielle said with a grin. "How did you get in here!That old lady locked the door!" I screamed confused. "She has a name.It's Barbra" Danielle said.I crossed my arms...