💔America's POV💔
Dear Diary,
It's been one week since the Southern Rebels' attack on the camp and one week since I've been here.
Over the course of that week, I've helped many people clean up and recover from the attack as much as I could.
A few minutes ago, I was sitting on a log for the nightly camp fire. I believe I had too much time on my hands since I began to think about May and Gerard. Their personalities are similar to Summer and Collin's.
The thought of my younger siblings led me to think the worst. It led me to ask myself a horrible question: What if all my family is dead?
Tears threatened to spill and flow down my face, so I abruptly left the gathering and ran into my cabin as fast as I could.
Now, I sit here at the small kitchen table, writing in my diary with tears blotting the paper as I write.
I just wish that everything will be...alright. I just wish this would never happen.
Sincerely,
America Singer
P.S,
I wish my dear father were here to tell me everything was going to be okay. I miss him so much!
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♔Afterwards: Shattered-#2♔ *DISCONTINUED*
FanfictionAfter the loss of many of America's loved ones, the palace is under siege and America finds herself in an unfamiliar environment. She soon learns where she truly is and must take the role of being their new leader. Being the new leader of this group...
