"So, I have one more question.... Before I met you... I saw this 5 year old girl at my school covered in blood, and no one could see her but me. Then, I saw blood everywhere. Did that happen to you when you were about to meet your protector?" I asked curiously.
"You say this girl was around 5 years old? What color hair did she have?" He asked as he looked at me.
"Yes, around 5 with brown hair." I answered.
"Oh... My... God.... That was my little sister! When she died, she was 5 years old!" He yelled.
"How is she doing?" He asked looking at me.
"Well, she was screaming from what I recall." I answered.
"Maybe this has something to do with your mission! Come on! We must go inside and ask!" He yelled excitedly.
We stood up holding hands as we walked towards the building.
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Outcast
ActionHi, my name is Sierra. I live in Tennessee, and I am an outcast. When I was about 15 years old, people would always know that I didn't belong. But, now I do... In a different world.
