I run up the stairs, flinging open the door at the end of my hallway, also known as my bedroom. I run to my closet, pulling out my backpack from school. I dump out the textbooks onto the floor, and open the top drawer of my bureau, pulling out shirts, shorts, and pants. I move down to the next drawer, pulling out undergarments and a bunch of sox. I stuff them all into my bag, closing the drawers. I scan the items on my desk, grabbing the card my mom made me for my birthday, about thirty dollars, and the bracelet that my mom gave me when I was six. I turn around, then stop myself quick. I grab the picture of me, my mom, my dad, and my grandparents. Then, I leave the room. I walk back downstairs, walking into the kitchen. I grab two apples, a couple bags of chips, and around fifteen water bottles. I turn around and see my mom, then I look up at the tv. I look back down at my mom. A tear streams down my face, and that's when I decide I have to go. "I love you mom."
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I throw on my shoes, grab my coat, and fling open the front door. I grab the spare house key, stuffing it in the spare pocket of my jacket after i put it on. I throw my backpack over my shoulder, slamming the door shut as I run down the street. I race to the left, down my street, and then take another right. I sprint down the street to my right, running up the driveway of the large, white and baby blue house. "Promise!" I scream, knocking on the door as hard as I can. About a minute later promises mom mrs.baxter flings open the front door, an astonished look in her eyes. "Joelle come in!" She says, crazily rushing me in the door way so she can get me inside. "Go in the living room. Now!" Mrs.Baxter demands. I do as she says, seeing promise and her dog huddled up on the couch, in front of the tv. "Joey!" Promise yells when she sees me, leaping off the couch and rushing to hug me. "I was worried about you." She says, and I let go of the hug, taking my backpack of my shoulders. "Joelle where's your mom?" I hear promises mom break in. I look up at her, biting the inside of her cheek. "Joelle?" Her mom says again, a look of worry in her face. I shake my head, feeling myself start to break down. "What happened?" Promise says, putting her arms around my shoulders. "S-she made me go outside, and I saw the disaster everywhere. T-then I came back in and k-killed herself. She stabbed herself in the stomach...." I say, trailing off. "Joey im so sorry." Promise replies, and I feel her and her moms arms wrap around me.
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Hope is all we have || {twd} ➳ book one of the hope series
FanfictionJoelle smith. At fourteen years old, her and a group of friends are struggling. Fighting. But not through exactly what you would think. when joelle was eleven, a wave of sickness took over the town, wiping out half of the earths population. As Joel...
