"Danika! Come downstairs! Dinner is ready." my mom yelled from downstairs.
I hurry and slide on a jacket to cover the fresh cuts as I yell, "Coming!"
I start walking down the stairs noticing how dizzy I really am. I walk into the kitchen smelling the amazing scent of pizza. But, somehow I don't feel hungry like I usually do. I feel too full of pain, but at the same time I feel empty inside.
"Honey, why are you wearing a jacket? It's 102 degrees out." my mom asked me with with a worried look on her face.
I kept my head hung low. "I guess I'm just cold." I said not looking at my mom.
"You sure?" she asked again.
"Yeah."
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I stared at my untouched pizza. I looked over to my mom to see her reading a magazine while stuffing her pizza in her mouth.
"Hey mom, I am not really hungry right now. Can I go to bed?" I asked.
"Uh, sure sweetie." She replied with a confused look on her face.
"Wait Mom, how is Skylar doing?" I asked.
"I don't know, he is fighting for our country right now," she replied.
"I hope that he will be ok." I said.
I looked over to see my mom just nod.
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Sorry, this one is also short.. I will try my best to write you guys a longer chapter.
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