so I'm writing another story and this time I'll start off with the first chapter and not an introduction Chapter 1: Wilson was walking home from his first day at his new school. He didn't really talk to anyone he was quiet, even at his old school he barely had any interaction with anyone. He had a creative mind though, and he was incredibly smart. He once fixed a power outage at his old school all by himself. The problem with being smart was that he was bullied a lot. Older kids would pick on him, and take his stuff until the end of the day. When school was over they would normally throw his stuff at him, or shove it into his side. He tried to forget about his old school, because his first day was great. He kept walking in circles wondering where his house was. After about fifteen minutes of traveling Wilson was lost. So lost he ended up in a forest he had never seen before. Wilson was frightened, he was beginning to sweat just from standing in this forest. When all of a sudden he came across a wide, large hole that went far into the ground. He looked for a few minutes when he heard noise from the inside. He scampered to the other side, and hid behind a tree. Wilson heard clanking and leaves crinkling. He turned around and saw a group of suspicious men in black clothing walk out. Their faces were covered, and they were carrying sharp drills. Wilson was sweating bullets now, his heart was pounding real hard, and he was breathing quickly, and heavily. One of the men looked in Wilson's direction. Wilson jumped and hid back behind the tree, breathing heavier than usual. When he thought the men were gone he ran out of the woods like a deer running from a hunter. Wilson eventually found his home. He was sitting at the dinner table later that night explaining the story to his parents. "There was a huge hole in the ground," he exclaimed "These weird men in black walked out of the hole carrying drills," His dad shook his head in disbelief, and his mother chuckled. "That's a great story Wilson," his mother told him trying not to laugh. Later that night Wilson was trying to sleep. It was hard, because he kept on thinking of the karge hole. Then he heard moving outside his window. He sat up and hopped out of his bed. He opened his blinds, and all you could see where his eyes. He saw the same suspicious men in black walking in a line with flashlights heading towards the forest. Who are these men in black? Wilson though to himself. The next day at school he explained it to the other kids who sat next to him. "I've also seen that hole," said the kid sitting next to Wilson. His name was Aaron, and he was the closest thing Wilson had to a friend. The other kids just decided to ignore Wilson. They thought he was crazy. To be continued. Tell me what you think so far, and what I can do to improve. If you want to make a suggestion of what should happen next in the story just message me and I'll think about using it in the next chapter.