It was 1:44 in the morning. Justice was asleep, sitting in her chair with a bowl of crisps. Somebody knocked. The knocking startled her awake. She was about to ignore it and continue watching videos, but she realized what time it was. Who could be knocking so early?.. She got up and wrapped her crochet rainbow blanket around her shoulders. She left her room and walked over to her front door. She looked into the eye hole. It was her Aunt. Her Aunt was the closest relative around. She acted as a mother most of the time. Justice opened the door. "Justice!" Her Aunt yelled. "What's happened?!" She yelled "It's been forever since you've said anything to ANYONE!" Her Aunt went on "We thought you might have been dead.. Or kidnapped, or in prison! You're lucky we hadn't called the police! We were going to!" Her Aunt finished yelling at her. "Aunt Trisha.." Justice said quietly. "Cone inside." Justice took her Aunt inside. They both sat on the couch. Justice explained what was going on. Deep down she really did want things to be back to normal. They cleaned up the house a bit, then called the rest of the family and explained. Everyone was relieved, yet sad. Justice needed taking care of. She had a house, but no job. Her entire family was willing to help. This was her chance to get things back on track.
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Making Our Way (A YouTube Fan Fiction)
HumorA fictional story about me and my friend. Will this YouTubing journey turn into a disaster? Find out in this story of excitement, friendship, and mystery.