~town 4, AngelOak~
Nasir's pov
AngelOak, the village my mom was born in. She told me she was brought to the town where my dad lived when she was five because she was sold into slavery. But the villages here and in the region I was in before this trip have let Slavery go. No one is enslaved now. At least that I know of. When my mom was a little girl before she was sold, she told me that those years were some the funest years she had before she met my dad. Come to think of it, I wonder if any of her family still lives here..
I wondered around the town and I bumped into a girl around my age. "Oh I am so sorry. I didn't mean to bump into you sir. See I'm looking for my mom. Her name is Maribell." The girl said. "Maribell Amber?" I asked. She nodded. "You know my mom?" She asked me.
"No, but I know her sister. Because her sister Evelyn Zyaire is my mom." I said to her. She looked at me and then looked behind me. "Mom!!!" She squealed running around me. I looked behind me and saw my mom's sister. I recognized her from my mom's description of her.
"Mom this boy is Auntie Evelyn's son!!" The girl from before said. Maribell looked at me. "You do have her eyes... Well hi. I'm Maribell." She said to me holding her hand out. "I'm Maximiliano, but I go by Nasir." I said shaking her hand.
"How's my sister doing?" Maribell asked me. I looked down and I think she caught onto what happened to my mom. She hugged me gently. "I'm sorry that happened to you honey. How long ago was this?" She asked me. "About 7-8 years ago." I said softly.
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The Truth...
Fantezie3rd book of Diaries. Read Diaries then Coming Back To Where It All Began before reading this one. This will be mostly in Nasir's POV. I got a name from one of my friends on here. I found the rest from my own brain and a fantasy name generator.
