Chapter Three
Zara got up and limped to the bathroom. She looked at her in horror, she had a black
eye, bloody nose, a cut on her cheek, and blood on her forehead. Zara began to cry salty
tears as she limped back to me. " come here" I said in the calmest voice I could, I then
picked her up and carried her to the coach. Carla grabbed a ice pack from the fridge
and gave it to me. I laid it on Zara's purple ankle. I then ran back to the kitchen to
grab a wet cloth. I dabbed Zara's fore head to remove some of the blood. I got some
hair bands, a brush, and a clean dress. She looked better already.
