I came around to the clogging, heavy grey smoke choking me, smothering my nostrils. Glowing embers shifted around me, and suddenly I remembred. The fire. The sceaming. The drumstick! I quickly scanned the floor around me and found it near my hand. Then I saw the damaged skin. It was oozing blood and was raw-red. The fabric on my arm had completely diserpered but I coudn't bring myself to look.
"Hey! People! One is alive!"
One? Did that mean that... My ENTIRE family was dead?
"I've got another one here!"
Which one? Were they hurt?
"Any identification?"
"Um... Jana?"
Jana! Thank god, I thought.
"Last one here, uh... Isabelle?"
Izzie... Both my sisters. But all my family... I was an orphan--with no family to adopt me. I did not want some stranger trying to replace mum and dad. Ever. Even if it meant living on the streets, I would not be adopted.
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FanfictionWhen Freya's world is turned upside down at a family get-together she finds herself struggling to hold onto reality. With all else lost, her and her sisters are left living on the streets with no one to turn to. Will they lose their grip on reality...
