A tall black woman with a tan skirt suit and briefcase comes in after my mom opens the door. "Hi. I'm Sheila Peterson and I am here on behalf of Department of Family and Children services. So--" she says as she sits down. "Your mother tells me that she no longer wants legal custody of the two minors Kaylin Porter and Tyler Porter. 17 years old and 15 years old. Now , your mother is an only child and your father's family is closer. Tomorrow morning I will be picking you home at 13 Cartwright lane. So today is Sunday and you guys should get on home and I will drive you there " Sheila says. "Let me get my stuff" I tell her. I grab a plastic bag from the inside of the closet and stuff all the clothes and perfume I found. Along with the money, the lighter and my charger. I go into the bathroom and grab shampoos and conditioners. I put 2 towels in the bag. I close the bag and leave the bathroom. "All ready" Sheila asks me and I nod and go over to hug Derron and we leave. I feel a tear streak down my face and almost as soon as it comes I swipe it away.
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Shattered
Short StoryAll good things come to an end. Even life. When Kaylin's father dies her mom loses it and gives Kaylin and her brothers up. Coping with the loss of both parents in less than 24 hours apart from each other Kaylin tries to keep the family together. A...
