Fighting To Live, Living To Die. {SEQUEL}

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“In every conceivable manner, the family is link to our past, bridge to our future.“

                                                                     --Alex Haley
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•August, 15…(Saturday)

"DAAAAAAAADDYYYYYYYYY ! " The two parents heard their youngest daughter scream on top of her lungs. They immediately started panicking wondering what was going on. August was the first one to run out of their room to hers. Kim was trailing right behind him.

"What is it ? Why are you screaming like that ? " August questioned entering in her pink Minnie Mouse room. 

June was standing on her bed with a scary expression on her face and she was looking at the other side of the room breathing faster than she should. She couldn't speak, but managed to move her left arm and then she was pointing the wall across from her with her little finger.

August and Kim followed the direction and when they saw what it was, they sighed in relief shaking their head. Though they should have known since Shaylia kept doing the same thing when she was June's age. 

"I let you take care of it." Kim said leaving.

August rolled his eyes at her, "Of course." He then picked up June, sat on the bed and then put her on his lap, "Baybeh girl, it's just a spider."

She pouted and it seemed like she was about to cry, "But it's ugly ! I don't like it. Make her go away, please." 

He chuckled, "Okay." He went towards the spider and grabbed one of the legs, then opened the window and throw it away. The problem was solved. 

June jumped happily and hugged his legs, "Thank you, daddy." 

He smiled, "Everythin' for my baybeh girl." He kissed her forehead and let her play with her toys as he went back in his bedroom. He washed his hands in the bathroom before to lay down besides his wife, that he loved more than anything else. She was his diamond, the joy of his life and he couldn't see himself live without her. 

He grinned staring at her. 

Kim could feel his eyes on her, "Can you stop, please ? It's always making me feel some type of way when you're looking at me like that." She said blushing. 

He chuckled and kissed her cheek, "I luh makin' ya feel some type of way." 

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It was hot today and most of the people in Miami were on the beach enjoying their summertime. There were families, couples, teenagers and old persons. August III was with his two best friends and each one of them was laying on a lounge chair observing the scene before them. It was their two last weeks of vacation and they wanted to do nothing really productive until to go back to school. They wanted to enjoy being lazy.