Fire. Everything is on fire. Familiar faces were seen through her well-sighted eyes. As Crystalla helped her siblings get out of the burning fire, telling her oldest brother to hold his twin while telling Michael; her younger brother, to call her father then she saw something that wasn't supposed to be there... She saw the one who started the fire... Isabella Clark Smith. Crystalla burned the image of the insane woman's smirk into the back of her mind as she swore to get revenge. The third oldest child of the Afton family ran back in as she tried to save her uncle, mother and younger brother. She sacrifices herself when she saw another younger brother of hers as she pushes him outside and getting hit in the process. Crawling, shouting, tearing were all the sound that reaches her ears as she went back inside with her injuries but she was a little too late.
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My apologies for this short part. I shall try to make it longer in the nest parts. Thank you for your time in reading this.
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Afton Backstory 3
FanfictionAs I did not have the motivation in doing the backstories, I somehow have this sort of motivation after drinking some sort of drink (idk what it is called). Welcome to the Afton Backstory 3. As so we will be going for the third oldest child of the...
