Wrote this is 3rd grade it sucks and grammer is worse then the storey

The Black Dressed Lady
Dear reader, if you are looking for a wonderful book about how little Megan moved into her house and found new friends and happiness you should slam this book down onto the table and rip it up because this is a rather sad depressing story and rather gloomy. It all starts with a girl named Nancy. Her father had left her when she was 3. She had a half sister named Gina and she was now 8. Nancy is now 13. Her sister is another story. Her mother met some man in wich his name escapes my mind and they had Gina. Then he “oddly” left. Nancy’s mother did not have the knack for picking out men. Nancy, her sister, and mother lived in a old rather run down crappie apartment complex, but Nancy’s mother Tia had just earned enough money to buy a house. Nancy hated moving. Nancy was a 13 year old girl who had ben moved from house to car to mother to father to aunty Nora’s since she was 5 and she was apsoloutly sick of it. MOVING what a big word. Not in leters but, had a huge affect on her life. Nancy had gone to 9 schools in her whole life. She was kick out of 3 becouse of “bad” behaveure. “ don’t you care at all we have to move all the time?” Nancy asked her sister. “do you really think we move a lot” asked Gina. “Kinda” Nancy said trying to hold back her sarcaum. “ I just wish we were born into a normal family were we were true sisters and we both had one dad and we lived in a nice brick house and never changed schools” Gina Repled The girls were now going to Bushlin Hights and to be honest that was the werst school anyone could posably go to. The windows were broke, the students cused and ganged up on the teachers, it was more of a mad house then a school. No one had a normal life in that school. To be truthful Nancy’s life was much beter then other kid’s lifes at her school. The things that happened are to horribul for words. To descusteing for your ears. To sad for the human mind. You could only imagine what had gone on in those houses. It was 10:00 at night and the girls were sleeping. So there mother thought. Nancy was lying in bed wondering about there new house. Lets see. There was the atic. And The parlor. And the basement. And 4 bead rooms. And a door. What was that door. Now this feeling of curiosity overwhelmed her and she could not close her eyes and go to bead like a forgetful moron. She needed to know what was behind that door. She opened to door open with a creeeekkkkkk and there was…………….. coats. But it was not the old movie star jacket that caught nacys eye. It was the Door above the coat that got her atenchion.
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