"We have been walking all night Cole. Im scared. Mom and dad are probably worried sick" I say, getting worried. Lyla was asleep on me, with her head on my shoulder. "Piper, its ok. I will find a way back to the campsite. I promise" he said, looking around. You could see a little scared-ness in his eyes.
"Cole, lets stop. Were just walking in circles" I said. Lyla could barely breathe. Lyla had a condition. Cystic fibrosis. So sometimes its hard for her to breathe. "Lyla take a deep breathe in and out" I said. She was crying. "Cole! She needs her treatment." I cried. Tears ran down my eyes. "Cole! She's ganna die!" I screamed. "Die?" Lyla spitted. "I ca...can...cant bre...breathe" She cried out. "Im sorry Lyla."i cried. Her head dropped. "Lyla!! Wake up!" I cried. I picked her up, " Piper is here Lyla. Wake up!" Cole dropped down. "She's dead" He said, with a tear running down his face.
We walked and walked and walked in total silence. "I cant believe she's dead..." I cried. "Shut up" Cole whispered. "Excuse me? You know..." I started. He put his finger on his lips," shhhhh"
The tree rattled. "Who's there?!" Cole shouted. We both jumped, as a boy walked out from the bush. "Hello!" He smiled. He was very cute. "Hi" I blushed. He looked at Lyla, which my brother was carrying her body. "We didn't kill her. She died of health and we couldnt do anything and we didn't want to just leave her..." Cole tried to explain. "Its ok. My mom....that happend to my mom." He said, looking a little creepy.
"Can we go to sleep Cole?" I asked. "Yea" he nodded. We sat against a tree and fell asleep.
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I had to get rid of the little girl. Sorry she needed to die somehow.
So FUCK all of u!
--BYE FREAKY FUCKERS--
