I live in a place where you cant be loved. A place where having a friend is crime. Sometimes I wish I was dead, just so can find someone in the dead to love me for who I am. But I've come to decide that's not a option any more. If I die who will take care of my brother and sister. Who will feed them and clothe them and help them at school. One day everything changed. I saw these people moving into one of those apartments a couple houses down from us. The next day I saw them. As I walked to my bus stop, a boy and a girl. The next couple days went by and the more I listened into their conversations,I liked them. There mom was just like my mom. They didn't have a dad. The girls name was Imani and she loved to sing and draw. The boys name was Arman and he loved to draw and play games. One day Imani asked to be my friend. I said yes of course. My mom would let me go to her house if my chores were done and the house was clean. We were so happy together. Then she said "Emily I have to talk to you."About what is it good news!!?"Not exactly she said with a sad face. Well can it wait?"I said Emily I'm moving I sorry I knew it would brake your heart but I don't have a choice,then she ran home. At that moment every thing was in slow motion I had just lost something that ment everything to me. She was gone two days after she said that to me. After I saw that moving truck leave my sight I knew that my little drop of sunshine had just dried up.
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Broken Life
RomantizmThis story is based on true events also about a girl who is longing for someone to save her form the hell hole she lives in. Also.If you want to read or want me two make a nother book please comment what I should write about.