Zaid(Alyah's brother) POV
"HELP" was all I heard. Over and over again.
I didn't know who or where it was coming from. That was until they were right in front of me. There were four of them. Each covered in blood that wasn't their own. Wait. Who's that? I thought to myself as soon as I saw a figure tied in ropes behind them."Help me" She whispered when she saw me. As soon as she said that, I knew exactly who it was because it was the voice of my little sister but this time it sounded older and less confident.
"Alyah" was all that I could say without doing something that would get me caught too.
"Oh, you know her? Well, of course you would. She is your sister" The man in the front said as he stepped forward. There was something familiar about his voice.
"Who are you?"
"Well" he said as he put his hand over his chest in fake hurt "You don't remember your old man?"
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Messed Up Life
SonstigesI don't really have a description because I suck at them, but this story is basically about Zaid, Alyah, and Jaziah Johnson trying to stay away from their father, Amir Johnson, who they thought died in a fire ten years ago. Updates almost everyday
