Chapter 2 - Max's Night

Max.


*I can't believe Tyson broke Hillary's
Mirror.* Thought Max as he headed for
his fathers game shop. His head still in the
clouds he hardly noticed it had begun to rain.
"Thats strange, the paper said it wasn't going to
rain till sunday."

Speeding up his pace Max got home, "Hey da-..."
He never finished the sentance because the rain gutter
decided that now was the perfect time to fall.
"WAAAA"
"Max what happend?" his father asked him.
"The gutters just came down on me," sighed Max.
"You should go and get cleaned up." Said his father.

Max nodded and headed inside. Then the power went out.
*Tyson's bad luck from breaking the mirror couldn't be
affecting me could it?* he wondered. "I hope not."

"Oww." Max moaned as he walked in to the closet insted
of his room. "why'd I do that?" he asked himself.
Knowing where his room is came kind of naturally so why
in the world did he just walk in to the closet?

Once Max got to his room he sat down on the bed to think.
*Tyson's bad luck wouldn't have rubbed off on me would
it?*

'Crash'

"This isn't happening," Max sighed as his bed collapsed.
"Thats it I'm going to sleep things have to get better in
the morning."

Falling asleep on his broken bed he hoped that things would
be better tomorrow.

K.K: Thats what he thinks, Please enjoy and R&R

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