Creative Writing: My Homework

“OH MY GOODNESS!”, my friend Ruby screams as we come up to my house. “What?”, I said. I ran up to where she was on the porch and saw that the front door was slightly open. I burst into my house and find everything in shambles. Pictures were thrown of the wall and chairs were flipped, everything was a wreck. Then I remembered that I had just gotten a million dollar painting from my aunt. I look at Rub and say, “I'll be right back” then I sprint up stairs. The upstairs of the house looks exactly like the down stairs, but I ignore all that and sprint to my room. When I get there I find that the painting has be shredded to pieces. A few seconds go by and Ruby is standing behind me, she gasps when she sees the painting. But me I just sit there staring at the painting wondering, who would have done this? As I think this to myself the police come and escort me and Ruby downstairs and out of the house, when we get the bottom I see my neighbor, Mr. McMillin, staring at use from across the street. I look over at Ruby to see if she sees him too, but by the time I look back he is gone. By this point the cops have turned my house into a crime scene. I look over at Ruby again and say, “Thanks for calling the cops. I think I was

Finally I got fed up with it, and I followed him home. When he finally walked up to a front porch it was the house right across from mine! We followed Mr. McMillin for the next few days and found that he goes to the hospital a lot, once we were sure that he was home and no where near the hospital we went to the front desk and asked about Mr. McMillin. The receptionist looked at us and said, “Mr. McMillin was declared clinically insane 3 months ago.” “Wow”, Ruby says as we walk out of the hospital. I looked at her and said, “ We need to go check out his house.”, “Ummm”, Ruby says, “We're not going to break into his house!” “Ok well can we at least take a look around?”, “Fine”, Ruby says in