Fanfic: Hollywood Undead

This was from when I was 11. One of my friends started the story and I started writing my POV of the thing. Took me a few stories to get a different name to pick.

I’m walking home from the park where I was playing with my friend Brittany. When I got home I saw the lots of smoke and red fiery at the house. I runed inside and found mommy and daddy were on the ground on fire. I got really scared. I ran back to the park and cried. When I couldn’t cry any more I sang a sad song cause it made me feel less sadder. I’m only 5 but a really good singer. 2 older boys walked up to me. They looked like they were 15 or 16 and they had to be at least 12.

"Go away" I said

"What's wrong? We’re not going to hurt you"

"Mommy and daddy are on fire" I said trying to act like a big kid and not to show how sad I am

"How about you come live with our mommy and daddy?"

"Um..ok" I said. I didn’t know what else to do. The two boys took me to there house and told their mommy and daddy what happened to my mommy and daddy.

They took care of me for a few years, until the boys moved out and took me with them. They made a band then changed the name after adding more guys to the group.

a few years later

"Sami get up it’s 10 am!" J-Dog came into my room

"Do I have to?" I whined

"Yes. The bus leaves in 2 hours" He said

"Fine" I said as I lazily got out of bed. And J-Dog left my room. I looked at what I had for clothes. Living with the band has really given me an awesome wardrobe. Yet living with all boys all the time has made it hard to be a girl. Well anyway, I put on my fav top, a maroon color with a cool flower design on it and straps, and my fav pair of jeans, I made the whole band sign them. Then I looked in the mirror. My bra straps were showing, but that's okay, my hair is long enough to cover them. I have long brown hair with natural blonde streaks and it's kinda wavy. I always thought that my hair was stupid, and that my eyes were even stupider. But I always get complimented on my eyes. There light blue with a darker blue ring around them, but sometimes they're green or gray, it all depends on the type of day and my mood. Right now they’re blue. I decided I looked pretty good, so I went out to the living room.

Once again, much longer than what I'm putting out there. It's been edited since it was first written but its still could be better. The rest of the story takes place with my friends character and Marilyn Manson. It was kinda funky