Alyah's POV
"Help me" I whispered as soon as I saw the boy in front of Amir and his men.
"Alyah" he whispered to himself
How does he know my name? I thought to myself. Then my question was answered.
"Oh, you know her? Of course you would. She is your sister" Amir said in an evil voice.
"Who are you?" The boy questioned
" Well" he said while putting his hand to his chest in mock hurt" You don't remember your old man?"
The boy looked as if he was getting angrier by the second.
"Dad?" the boy said through clenched teeth
" That's right, Zaid,"
Zaid. I thought to myself. I know him. That's my brother. I remembered.
Everyone was silent when a lot of men started to run into the alleyway we were in.
"Go!Go!Go!" the leader of the men yelled.
Amir and his men started running, and they completely forgot about me. One of the men that saved us accidently, knocked Zaid out on his way over to untie me. When i was finally out of the ropes, I couldn't stand up on my own, so I just fell on the ground. I was so happy that I started crying. After ten years, I was finally free from Amir and his men.
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Messed Up Life
RandomI 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
