The Symbol

Zalia

"Please, just go." Mrs. Givenstein begged. She needed Zalia to go. Her hair was golden brown, with soft begging eyes, "Please, your father is dead, I can't lose you too!"

Their father died trying to save them. Men in black looked around and tried to kill them, or at least capture them, but Mr. Givenstein gave his life to stop them. They soon left with him because they had other business arrangements, but promised to come back. They are back.

Her mom started to cry,"Please go!" "Mom don't cry, I'll go, but for how long?" "A week, a month, a year, a decade!" She yelled. She had golden hair and piercing hazel eyes. " I don't know, just stay there until the war is over,please trust me," Her mom said. "Ok, I'll go, just don't die on me, ok?" Zalia said, forcing a smile but really feeling that she would never see her mother again. "Goodbye Zalia, I hope I don't."

Zalia gave her mother a hug and started over to the train station only a quarter-mile away. "Wait!, please take this with you, it's very important don't open it till you feel hopeless and distraught,ok?" She yelled after me. "Ok," I said in reply. I was really going to miss her. I ran all the way to the train station, never once looking back.