Ella finished eating and once again dozed off. Madison carried Ella to her Minnie Mouse bed. She kissed her forehead and covered her up. She walked down the hallway to the bathroom, looked in the mirror, and sobbed. "I'm only 14. I shouldn't have to take care of her. I should be in school all day and not for a hour online. I shouldn't be working part time at Macca's! I hate my life!!"
She stopped crying and walked to the kitchen. She clean up the dishes and went to bed.
The next morning, Madison awoke to Ella screaming in pain. "Madison HELP ME!" "HOLD ON ELLA!"Madison rushed down the hallway to see a man holding a gun to Ella's head. "Let her go you bastard!" Madison screamed at the man. "Hold on there, mate. Aren't a little bit young to be saying words like that?" He snapped back, mocking her. "Listen here, you dud... I am older mentally than I am physically! And that beside the point. GIVE me Ella! RIGHT NOW ASSHOLE!"
