Everyone was frantic.
"Aiutami, per favore, non riesco a trovare il mio bambino (help me I can't find my baby)," A frantic mother screamed.
There had been a shooting.
Everyone was panicking, everyone was scared, everyone was desperate to find someone.
"Mamma!" I shouted.
Through the legs of everyone running, I could see a collapsed figure.
My Mamma lay shot on the floor. Everyone ran past her, everyone was desperate to save their own lives.
"Vai, vai in Inghilterra, Lola (Go to England)." Mamma said, as she coughed up blood and struggled to breathe. "Sarai al sicuro lì, ti amo(You will be safe there, I love you),"
She used the last of her energy to reach out and touch my face. I pressed my hand against her cheek and watched as she took her last breath.
As soon as she did, all my senses worked again. I could hear the piercing screams of people getting shot, the guns, the pain, the fear. It was defeating. My people were being killed for no reason.
"Lola!"
I see my Papà, race towards me and pick me up. He takes one look at Mamma and pukes right there on the spot. He leans down and kisses her on the head.
"Mi assicurerò che il tuo bambino sia al sicuro (I'll make sure your baby is safe."
He then runs. I have never seen someone run so fast, especially my Papà.
The same night, he has given me a stolen rucksack filled with stolen foods and has spent every single last coin he has on getting me on a boat to England.
"Ti amo, Lola." He has tears in my eyes as he kisses my forehead. "Non dimenticare mai tuo padre e torna quando il nostro paese è di nuovo buono. (Never forget your Dad and come back when our country is good again.)"
And that was that. I was on a boat to England.
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Adopted By Zoella {EDITING}
FanfictionLola has been through alot. She has to learn to speak English and leave her home and family. That's when Zoe finds Lola tired and hungry on the streets with just a little camera and old clothes. Zoe looks after Lola for the night, but what happens w...
