We stepped into the house. Mum, dad, and Dylan were sitting on the couch talking. They glared at us as we walked in.
"Mum, dad, I want sis to stay, for good," I said looking at them.
They gave me a look, and I knew they were going to argue.
"She can't stay Zoe! She isn't like us. She's a monster!" My mum yelled.
Everyone looked at her with such shocking tone.
"She isn't a monster!" I screamed at my mum.
Emma seemed to be tearing up, and Dylan was only looking at the floor.
"You know.. If I had any family, I would want them to be around at all times!" Dylan decided to bud in. "You're lucky enough to have someone who loves you! So why don't you love them back?!" He yelled at my mum.
I had really hoped Emma wasn't reading my mind then.
She looked at him, with an expression of shock, and sadness.
"He has a point dear," my dad finally said.
Emma looked at me, and smiled.
"All I'm wanting to know is, can I stay?" Emma asked.
My mum looked at my dad, and whispered"you choose," then walked out of the room.
My dad looked at Emma, then back at me.
"Please dad, she can even stay in my room." I pleaded.
He nodded, and walked off to my mum.
I turned around and smiled at both Dylan and Emma.
"We're gonna have to get another bed now," I said smiling even wider.
She laughed; Dylan chuckled.
I held my locket in ny hand.
"My life is even more perfect with you guys," I said looking at them with love.
They smiled, and Dylan said finally,"We love you too Zo."
Emma smiled, " So what ya guys wanna do next?"
She stuck out her tounge.
"I say we walk!" Dylan yelled.
Me and Emma laughed. Then agreed.
"Oh, and mum, we're not monsters, and neither is Emma!" I yelled walking out the door.
I knew she heard me too, as soon as I heard the sigh.
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We're Not Monsters
Fiksi RemajaA story written by a young child that has a lot of cringe.