User blog:Moviepopcorn123/They Play in the Meadow

So this is a short story i'm going to write the first paragraph or so and tell me if you'll read it.

Chapter 1 (Rue Prim Mellark)
My name is Rue Prim Mellark. I am 7 years old and I like to dance, i dance in the meadow while my mommy cries in Daddies lap. But there are mean things people say about mommy and daddy, they say she has killed and daddy watched her. They say she is crazy because she wakes up screaming, and daddy is mad because he has bad day dreams. I dont think so but I try to ask.

"Why does mommy have nightmares?" I ask daddy.

"Because of the games," He says.

"What games? I like games," I say, he smiles and picks me up.

"Honey, the games Mommy plays are not fun," I try not to be disappointed. I have heard about a time when kids were killed. Those were bad times. I think that those times were called the hunger times. My mommy is sometimes scary, like when she bats at invisible bugs or when she runs away from me.

My name is Rue Prim Mellark. I am 7 years old and i like to dance, I dance in the Meadow while mommy cries in Daddies lap.