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"Sierra." Bars' voice broke the silence.
"How old are you?" He asked.
"I'm 15, why?" I ask.
"Oh, Justin wanted to know." He admitted.
I barely hear him, I was too busy thinking about my birthday. It's just in a couple weeks. Where would I be then? Will I still be in the woods? Will I be caught and punished? If I were to be caught by my mom then she would---
Suddenly a noise broke through my thoughts. Justin came in the treehouse with a serious expression on his face.
"We should go now." Justin said.
"What, why?" Bars whined.
"No, we have to leave now." Justin assured.
"No! I know you're scared and I am too. But, you're supposed to be the big brother, the one who's supposed to protect me. I can't stay another day knowing that my big brother can't protect me because he's too afraid." Bars exclaimed.
"Dang." I whispered.
Tears went down Justin's face as he leaned in to hug Bars. I wondered what it would be like to have siblings. If they were like friends you have to live with or enemies you're forced to love. Maybe it's just a love-hate relationship.
"Sierra, can we stay? Just for a little." Justin sniffed.
"Of course." I say.
What have I got myself into?
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Sierra Anderson
FanfictionSierra Anderson, of Tampa Florida is abused at home. Running away to escape her family life, she finds refuge in a forest where she builds her own tree house. Yet she has a home and is safe from her past abuse, she can't survive on her own in a tree...
