Luke woke up, walked sleepily to the living room. What he saw, shocked him! His mom had a knife sticking out from her stomach and the door of his house was ajar. He heard some noises in his mother's room. Checking the clock, he realized that it was 4 am and crept to his mother's room. There was a burglar! He went back to his room, dialed for the police and ambulance and waited silently for them to arrive.
Just as the burglar was about to retrieve his knife from Luke's mother's stomach, sirens wailed, signaling that the police had arrived. The burglar was stopped in his tracks when going down the stairs and some officers came to check on Luke and his mother.
'Mom! You alright?!' Luke asked tears forming in his eyes, rolling down his cheeks.
'If I can't make it, ask your father to take care of everyone well, enjoy the rest of your lives.' replied Luke's mother.
Soon, she was in the operating theatre with Luke outside sobbing. Apparently, Jessie also woken up from all the sirens and noises and sneakily followed them with the help of her parents. Luke was surprised to see Jessie but also really needed the concern deep down his heart.
When the doctors came out of the operating theatre, the doctors said that they had done their best but Luke's mother lost too much blood during the operation. Luke sobbed even harder and he reached home at 6 am in the morning with Jessie. Both didn't attend school, sleeping through the day.
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So this is Chapter Three, be sure to comment and vote and don't forget to recommend if you did enjoy the story!
What do you think about Luke? Will he be able to stand up strong? Or will he be totally down the next few days?
I'm posting this in advance because of my examinations, so I will be posting much more when exams are over.
Oh! And thanks for everyone who read my book and voted:D
Again, I hope you enjoyed the story!
