As many people would say, there are five stages of grief: Denial Anger Bargaining Depression Acceptance
I went through all the stages after the fire that destroyed my home over a span of a few days. I saw Liam and Valerie go through the first few stages after a fire destroyed their home.
It had been around half an hour since Violet and Klaus had been thrown off the mountains and I had gone through the five stages. As I sat still and started at the blood stains on the floor as I accepted it. There was a muffled combination of Sunny's cries (depression), Duncan's screams (anger) and the villains laughter that seemed to last forever; they weren't grieving, they were celebrating.
The engine stopped and Olaf, Esme, the bald henchman, the white faced women, Kevin, Hugo, Colette and Fernald all left the van.
"Come on!" Fernald said, grabbing us by our collars and pulling me and my brother out of the van while I held Sunny close.
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Broken - Isadora Quagmire
FanfictionMy name is Isadora Quagmire, I am 13 years old and this is my story. It is not a happy story, it's a story of fear, a story of grief, a story of unfortunate and horrifying events. I am not a writer, but I am writing this story in the hope that someh...
