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Quinn

We were put in the most dirty cell I have ever seen. Quinn and I were put in a cell together, just the two of us. Quinn had fallen asleep  on me. I stroked her hair. Quinn looked like a younger version  of me. The only  difference  was her hair was shorter than mine. She could  have gotten  shot. What would  have happened  if I didn't  jump in front of her? At this moment , would  I be without  a family? I couldn't  imagine  a world without  my dear sister. Of course  a week ago  I couldn't  imagine  a world without  my parents, now I was living  it. Quinn  never even talked  about  our parents. It's almost  as if they never existed. I could  still see how much pain she was in. Being thirteen  and losing your parents? Not a fun world. That's how this  world is. Kids as young as three  had lost their parents. All because  of the Klu Klux  Klan. Quinn shouldn't  be going  through  this. Yet it was all my fault. I know the KKK targeted  my house because  they knew  I was leading  the  march. The only  good thing  that came out  of  it was living  with the Talery's. I was not  safe there, though. Bull glared daggers  at me all the time. I was dirt to him. I was something  that his family  should  stay away from. I  never really  hated people  in my life, but not Bull Conner. He was someone  who I would  not hesitate  to  shoot. We hated each  other  with a passion. He probably  treated Quinn  worse than me. Oh poor Quinn. "I will never let anything  happen  to  you." I whispered to her. "Bull will never touch you. He will have to  kill me first." He might just do that.

Sorry  for  the  short  chapter  baes :)