Lucas Hoover
This is all my fault. All of this is my fault. My little sister is gone. She's missing. She's been kidnapped. The only memory I had left of my mother is gone. It's missing. It has been kidnapped. Lillian Reese Hoover, my baby sister, a spitting image of our mother. Now she's gone, and it's all my fucking fault. I should have known better than to drag her to Danny's house. I should have turned my truck around the moment I saw that unfamiliar truck in the driveway. That should have been a red flag. But no, I was too caught up in my own petty problems to notice that red flag. At first, I was blaming Nichole. How I wouldn't have even been at Danny's house in the first place if she hadn't broken up with me. But then I realized that I needed to stop blaming other people for my own faults. I should have just stayed home, in my room, and cried my eyes out or taken my anger out on the wall like I always did. Hell, I could have gone to Danny's house but left Reese at home and everything would have been okay. I could have just done that and got back home a few hours later. If I had done that, the three of us could have sat on the couch eating dinner and watching Castle like we did every Tuesday night. But that couldn't happen because why? Because I just had to drag the one thing that meant the most to me in life to a place where anything could have happened. Sure, it was just my best friend's house, and I didn't know that he was gonna have another guy I'd never met over, but everything is still my fault. Because of me, my dad also now has to live without the last memory of my mother. He's been in this depressed state ever since Mom died, and it's been nearly ten years. Sure, he would laugh and cut up and joke around with me and Reese, but we both knew he was only trying to be happy so that we could be happy. The only reason Dad stayed like that was because he still had Reese to remind him of Mom, but now she's gone and we may never get her back. This is all my fault. Maybe Dad can be happy again knowing that the idiot who caused his daughter to be abducted is dead. Maybe, just maybe, that's what should happen.
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Game of Life
Teen FictionIt all started with a small group of four innocent teenagers. An unusual-looking board game somehow falls into the hands of one of them. As they begin playing, they discover that events on their game are actually beginning to unfold in real life.
