My mom died four years ago. So when I was eleven. When she died a part of me died too. She always believed in me no matter what I did. She died trying to protect me. She was shot in the back and I ran to her and the last thing she said to me was "You are strong"
I had no idea at the time who or what she was trying to protect me from and four years later I still don't know.
I have two brothers, Miles who is 12 years old and Stone who is 17. Yet Miles acts like he is super mature and old he is still a little kid to me. That's why we have decided to leave him behind with my dad. It will be too dangerous for him.
My dad works at a bakery. It's small and deserted most of the time, but my dad always seems to force a smile. Miles doesn't seem to notice but Stone and I know that behind that smile, is grief and suffering from the loss of my mom.
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The Last Battle
Teen Fiction15 year old Emma had questions that needed to be answered so her and her brother joined a gang having no idea what kind of answers they were going to get. Not to mention the trouble they were going to get into. Hi guys!!!! Thank you sooo much for re...
