"Honey, I don't think this is a good idea. She hasn't spent the night anywhere but home before, and your parents' house probably isn't going to be the best place for tonight..."
"She needs a place to stay tonight! We're almost there so just let me drive."
My parents were fighting again. I hated when they fought; it always distracted both of them.
"Daddy, watch the tracks!" I screamed. I opened the door in time to run out, but my parents hadn't. I ran until I couldn't anymore; I fell to the cement. The last thing I saw was my mom's body being pushed into my dad's by a train.
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Healing These Scars
أدب الهواة14 year old Sydney has been in an orphanage since she was 7, living with her best friend Dani. When her only close friends Dani and Charlie get transferred to another orphanage, she is alone. She starts to get terrible nightmares of the traumas she...
