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At the time, I interred my home: keys still working- I said within myself. It’s still the same but my mom was -now ill, too ill. I walked into the room she was displayed in. ‘’Preston bunny come in’’ she said calmly not surprised to see me. ‘’I’d prefer to be called Alex’’ strictly I hit yet swallowing hardly. Suddenly, mom looked at me one heck of a scary look. She grabbed my arm ’’you found the letter, didn’t you?’’ ‘’and you killed a man’’ I ragged off. When I said that she slapped me! I was in a shock. Oh my God!!! ‘’I didn’t, and…didn’t it come to your mind that you needed to be taken away?!’’ she said innocently and heartbroken. ‘’Why did you take me away from my family? ‘’ ‘’they didn’t disserve you’’ She said weekly as she coughed trying to hide a fact, but with hostility. Will Alex ever forgive his family? will people he loves ever stop ling to him? will he forever keep saying :''. I always craved for the truth beyond the lies. I always craved for a better life. I craved for best, and ‘crave’ is all I might just get. ''?
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My father brought out his long glinting sword and plunged it into my mothers stomach. It seemed the second time was more painful than the first. It was like the reassurance that nothing was okay. That my mother really does die, that my father really is the bastard I know him to be. There's no escaping my future anymore. Growing up is the only way out. I pushed Mrs. Havisham away from me and fought out of Damon's iron grip. I stalked towardsmy father and his evil, hysterical grin. He opened his arms as if to hug me. I raised my sword and plunged it deep into his stomach. His face turned from a grin to shock and he looked down at his stomach to find the sword I was still holding implanted in his flesh. He looked back up at me and I pulled the sword out sharply, mercilessly. His face turned into a sick grimace which made waves of horror pass through my body. He fell to the ground just in front of my mother. A single tear ran down my cheek. I looked down at my mother and father, both dead, at my hand. Both bleeding because of a stupid peice of silver. Fighting. Fighting for freedom, for her life and for her friends. Fighting is all Jessica can do anymore because if she doesn't fight, her life with slowly crumble around her. Jessica was an ordinary girl until she came to Dean House but then again I suppose irony is sweet. She found she was a witch and a powerful one at that. She finds she has to bring down her father no matter what it costs, an arm, a leg, a life, even when it's her own mothers she can never stop. Fighting is the only things he knows now and a fighter she is.

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