War Love

Have you ever felt empty? Like you just want to crawl away and cry for days on end. Thats how I felt when they told me. He died protecting what he loved my mom, brothers, my twin and I. I took it the hardest I blame it on my self even when I know I had nothing to do with it. The only form of talking I do now is signing. So when I met Niall Horan my life changed. For better are for worst no one will know just yet.

°¤° sorry if this is not good first book just playing around with my ideas °¤°

As I walk in the front door I see Mom and two army officers, "Hey mom is daddy coming home?" She looks at me, her eyes blood shot and tear marks down her face, "Come here honey, amd tell your brothers and sister to come to." I yell up the stairs for them to come. Once we were all there she told us to sit. I stayed standing, whilst shakimg my head, "Not til you tell us whats goimg on!" She looks up to meet my eyes again, but I refuse too beleive her next words, "Its your father kids. He was shoot and died thus morning. His last words were saying how much he loved us. They are flying his body out this afternoon. We are having a public funeral for both him and Uncle Sam who died alongside him." I stood there and,took in what she said my eyes waterimg but not one tear fell. I did not utter a word. "Faith say something. Whats wrong with you!?" my twin sister Hope yells at me. I face her and simply say, "When he died, I died too." Those were the last word I spoke at the age of 13. I remember everyone trying to get me to talk. At his,funeral the man in the coffin didnt look like my father, he was so pale and nit smiling. That image hauntes my dreams. I didnt cry either when Mom told us we were moving to England this year, I am 18. I didnt speak when they asked to, or gave an input just shrugged and was silent. I see people look upon me with pity but I dont want it. The only,time I smile alot is,when,i,go to the orphange I work in. Dad and I used to work together there, its one place that I feel close to. The kids love me for who I am and treat me normally. I would miss them and my best friends Abbey and Ash. I would miss my other friend Rachel, that is if,we were moving away from each other. But we werent, we were moving together.