If this has any relevence to anyone you know or have seen, it was coincidental. This is my first story, so please judge how good I did.
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      Hi, this my story on how I saved america. My name was Chris. It all started on a sunny happy day in october. I had been hacking a major iraq website. I had found tons of info on how they were going to destroy the U.S. with a stockpile of nuclear bombs. Natrually I sent it to the government. They looked it through and raided the place where they had stockpiled the bombs. Apperently the iraqi's don't like having thier bombs taken away, so they sent a group member to kill me. I was sitting on the couch relaxing when the doorbell rang. My mom answered the door and was immediently killed. I quickly hid and called 911. In the meantime my dad went to see what was happening, and he was shot and killed. The police came, but the killer was gone. I explained what happened, and they took me back to the police station. I stayed overnight while they decided what to do with me.
           The next morning I woke up groggy and tired from a fitful nights sleep. I looked around. I was in the police chief's chair. I went out and saw a few of the police looking at a peice of paper. I asked,"Whats that?". The police chief turned around and gave me a sad look."Well, its your parents will. Here, take a look". I went over took the will and looked at it. It said that I would get all my parents money, but I would have to wait until I was 18, which sucked. It also said that if they died before I was legally old enough I would go live with our family friends, the Lowes. They had a boy named Steve, and a girl named Elizabeth. Steve was 17, and very skilled at golf, while Elizabeth was 14(one year older thanme), and loved doing crafts. There mom, Cary, was a fine person and homeschooled her kids. There dad, John, worked hard in his fields, and had a big house in the countryside. So overall I guess it was a good place to go. So I said,"When do I go back to my house and get my stuff?". He smiled and said,"Well, I grabbed all the essentials for know. I don't think your going back to your house anytime soon. Its under investigation. Oh, and also you are going to have to disguise yourself to, because that killer is still on the loose". I nodded grimly. I wonder what kind of disguise I was going to think of?
              Soon after, a police man came to the office and took me on my way to the Lowe's house. It was'nt terribly far out of town, so I wondered when I would come back. When we got there, the Lowes were waiting. Miss Lowe came out and thanked the police man, and I carried my bags inside. Currently Cary was the only one home. After she came in she showed me my room(which I would be sharing with Steve), then she told me after I was done unpacking, to go downstairs to get a snack. As soon as the door shut, I went over to the chair, sat down, and started crying. I was always a crier. If I got hurt, I cried. If I was angry I cried. Even if I had no reason, I cried. Not very manly, but I was always the odd duck. I tried to be more of a man, like join in on frivilis activity, burped and belched(which I thought was gross), and much more. But right now you could'nt blame me. I had just lost my family to a stupid gunner.  
            After awhile, I stopped crying and felt much better. I finished unpacking, and went down for a snack. Miss Lowe asked me to sit down. She said,"First off, I am so sorry for your family. They were great people. Second...". That was enough to get that darn stream running again. She quickly came over and comforted me. After a few minutes i settled down. She continued,"Second, we are going to have to figure out how we are going to disguise you".

  Please tell me if I did good or not. I have chapter 2 coming soon!