~Kiana~
I was sat in my home as usual. It was about 11:30 so I was just doing some letter writing so I could catch up with my parents and Molly when there was a knock on the door. This was unusual as most of my friends lived in the poor area of the towns that surrounded Kaul. The upper class area was about a mile away. I was even more shocked when I opened the door and saw Jake and Ash. They lived in separate areas. Only about 7 minutes away from each other. Ash was in the poorest area Jake was only slightly wealthier. It's sick that we were judged for our wealth. They would usually be spit on walking down my street.
But I wasn't like that.
"Ash...??"
He nodded giving me a weak smile.
"Jake." I nodded
"Lily?"
"She is at a friends." Nodded jake.
"Okay so what's your business here."
"You willing to come with us to check out the Kual walls. I need to end this shit." Ash spat being unexpectedly straight to the point.
"They have done nothing." I said standing up for them as my sister live in those walls.
"They have done plenty. Come with us."
I took a deep breath. I stood thinking about it.
"Fine. We can go tomorrow you can stay here over night if you want." I said.
"Thank you." Ash said
"We will come in the morning." Jake adde followed by a nod.
"We can meet at the lake." I smiled the lake was the spot where we always used to sit. Ash and Jake weren't aloud to leave the poor areas after 4:00 pm so inviting them over was risky but we'd done it before. This was in between where we lived to we often met there. It was an amazing spot. We used to sit and stare into the water watching the sunset. Not even talking. Just sitting with my two best friends. Small things like that are my favourite memories. I loved him. I cherish the moments when he loved me back. Moments like those. Sometimes it was just us. I loved those times. Sometimes lily would be there I loved those towns too because I could just be s child and play like a kid with her. We were like a family Ash was like a second dad to lily. I loved that. We were so close. But then it was all ruined. Because of one selfish act that I will forever hate myself for.
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In The Memory
General Fiction"What do we need to do to stop this" That's all I could ask myself and then it hit me. If reflect on all the torture, abuse and murder the committed and I no longer feel bad for what I've done. That had it coming. Karma is a bitch
