Call of Duty Black Ops: Hybrid

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"Asheeee, assshhweee, assheewasshe" I groaned and rolled over in my bed, trying to ignore my little sisters wake up calls.
"Asheee, momma wants you to get up" she said tapping lightly on the side of my face. I rolled onto my back and groaned.
"You gonna be wate for scoo" my three year old sister said shaking me this time.
"Ok, ok, I'm coming Izzy" I grumbled rubbing my eyes.
"Yay!" She cried I winced at the sudden loud noise. She bounded off my bed and I heard her footsteps recede on the stairs. I sit up and run a hand through my black hair. I slowly get up and rubbed the sleep out of my eyes again. I got up and headed downstairs to find my mom making pancakes in he kitchen.
"Morning, mom" I say walking up to her a cuddling into her side as she flipped a pancake.
"Morning gorgeous" she said kissing me on the forehead.

I let her go and walked over to Izzy on the couch who was playing with her Barbie Dolls. I kissed her on the forehead and she hugged me around the waits. I patted her head and she went back to playing.
"So what's planned for this weekend" I ask my mom, realising it's Saturday.
"Not much, besides taking Izzy to her Karate lesson after lunch and your lacrosse game tomorrow" my mom explained.
"Cool" I replied setting the table for all of us.
"We got a letter from your father this morning too" my mom said.
"Really!" I asked excitedly.
"Yeah, it's even addressed to you" Mom said as she gestured towards the kitchen counter. I quickly walked over and retrieved the letter. My father works for a secret agency that I don't even know the name of, all I know is that he has to do secret operations around the world for long periods of time. I haven't see him in two years and Izzy only saw him when she was 1 year old. He sends letter every now and then he sends us letters when he can, once a month at most. He tells us what life's like in the war but most of it isn't half of the truth. He also tells us about how much he misses us and all the things he wants us to do together when he returns.

I was eager to see what he had written so I quickly opened the envelope and unfolded the piece of line paper. But this letter was different, it didn't fill both sides of the page like it usually did. This time it only had one word on it.

Run