Hi guys! I'm SO SORRY for taking so long to write! Calling this a writer's block is an understatement. Here's the chapter (FINALLY) I know this chapter is REALLY REALLY SHORT! I sort of just wanted to write a chapter so my readers would know that I didn't give up on the story. The next two chapters are the two last ones though. I think I will have them published by the end of the week. If not sooner. Thank you all for reading my story, please comment and vote, and share with your friends if they like reading sob stories. (If you have a heart, the next two chapters will make you cry. Unless of course you're MB, in that case, you never cry, you might use your favorite word though...)
Before my mother died, she told me, "Take care of Willow, you are her only hope. Without hope, there is no meaning in living anymore." Well, I failed. I failed my mother and my sister, and my father. I failed.
Well, I guess karma is real. I'm sick. I'm trying to hide the fact from Willow so that she won't worry. It's just a cold anyway.
She marches into my room. "You are not going to die. I already lost dad and watched mom take her last breath. You will not be next." Her voice breaks.
"How-" I ask, but she cuts me off.
"-Nevermind that. "
At the end of the day, she looks at me, "You are not going to die. I won't let you."
YOU ARE READING
The Willow Tree
Historical FictionWillow is a thirteen-year-old girl living during the Great Depression. It's only her and her brother Sawyer, fighting to live. You will probably cry, but you will grow to love all the characters and wish they could all have better futures. (I will p...
