I would like you to read my new book called run.
It's a historical fiction, and here's the description.
" you know I love you" she barely wisperd.
I nodded, knowing that she always did do the best for me.
Another loud crash came from upstairs. By now I was unable to control the tears that were freely flowing down my cheeks.
Aaminahs Eyes began to water up, as she stroked my tear stained cheeks.
" I'm going to ask you to do something, it's very important " she said with a look of sorrow painted over her face.
I nod, awaiting for Aaminah to respond. But she doesn't.
Aaminah Stood up and brushed her hands down her maids gown. She rushed over to a cupboard, and pulled out a small brown mahogany box.
Once again, she kneeled down to my hight, Passing the box to me.
I healed it tightly in my hands like my little life depended on it, little did I know at the time that it did.
" there's something important I need you to do" she said, with tears pouring down her face.
" anything" I wisperd out.
She put her mouth next to my ear and wisperd, " run".