Well i'm home.. again. My parents are off to this fancy dinner and im herebabysitting my little brother and his friend, there playing outside and i'm in my room doing homework. I hear my brothers friend scream help and i rush downstairs.... i see my brother laying on the grass coughing up blood. I ask his friend what happened and he says that he choked on a toy. i was freaking out and didnt know what to do. My brother was on the ground and i was watching him die. so i put my little brother in the cadillac grabbed the spare keys and hit the gas pedal so hard i almost crashed. No i did not have a permit but the hospital was sort of near by and i had a little driving experience.
I think i ran alot of red lights, and im almost positive i passed by my parents heading home from their dinner. but i got to the hospital in time to save my little brother from dying. a few hours and and my parents and sister and aunt were there. we were all waiting in the room and my aunt told me that people who save lives live the longest... but as usual, she was wrong.
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The flower project.
Short StoryViolet was a young girl when she was killed, but will there be justice for her? ( The chapters are very short, only about 4 sentences)