"Swing low, sweet chariot,
Coming for to carry me home.
Swing low, sweet chariot,
Coming for to carry me home.
I looked over Jordan, what do I see,
Coming for to carry me home.
A band of angels coming after me,
Coming for to carry me home"Eight year old Jeta watched her mother sing in her old rocking chair, watching her mother knit a pink sweater.
"M...Mama? Wilma's crying"
Alison smiled gently at her oldest daughter, "Go feed her for me, can't ya see mama's busy"
Jeta walked into the room she shared with her 5 year old sister and picked her up, "What do you wanna eat?"
"No hungry" Little Wilma smiled, "Want Jet". Jeta giggled and went outside to the backyard to play with her sister.
They played in the driveway, laughing and giggling. Nothing could wrong.
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Light To My Darkness (El Diablo Love Story)
FantasyJeta Swift, daughter of the legendary master of the shadows Richard Swift AKA The Shade. She was born with the ability to manipulate/control darkness/shadows. Once, she goes into Belle Reve and joins the Suicide Squad, her life changes when she meet...