Chapter Three

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Lightning crashed, and he was gone.
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(wattpad is shit and messed up the italics. sorry)
"Happy fourteenth birthday Bethany!" My sister giggled, tossing a present my way. I'd been waiting for her present! They've always been great, ever since I was nine. I opened it up to see a pigeon toy. I immediately jumped up to hug her. "I love pigeons!" I cheered, she patted my head. "I love you sis." She smiled, giving me a giant hug. I was so happy, she was so happy, everyone was so happy.

Then the government broke through the window. They grabbed my sister and shot down my family. In all the commotion, I did what my sister always told me. I hid. I ran up to the attic and hid in a cardboard box. I cried to myself, and whispered her name one last time. "B.."

I immediately shot up. Saying my sister's name after that is impossible for me. I want the government to pay for what they've done.

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