My Beginning

My Beginning

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WpMetadataReadMatureComplete Sat, Sep 12, 2015<5 mins
I was born into this world and still here. 1999was my tenth birthday I couldn't be happier.We went to my grandma's house .As soon as we got inside my mother screamed."what's wrong-ahhh"I said.My grandma was on the couch unblinking,unmovin,not breathing."Get back girls"mom said referring to Tammy and me. We went back to the car and sobbed uncontrollably.We hoped she would be here but it was her time. I looked up and saw mom on the phone sulking. I went to my mom when she was done and hugged her. We both loved grandma much. When the ambulance got here my mom was finished crying.My mom told the police that they were visiting and saw here like that. I burst into tears. We went home and it was a gloomy day. My mom stayed mostly in her room and didn't do anything. She only came out to order food since she didn't feel like cooking .I was sad,tomorrow was my birthday and it was not gonna be fun. HEY guys so tell me if this is good and want me to keep wrighting.
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The "Please..." I hear her whimper and I go into full panic mode. "Calm down, okay? Deep breaths. Don't hang up. I'll be with you soon. Where are you?" I rush as I grab the car key sitting on the glass table. I run into the garage with my dad behind me. "What do you need?" Dad asks "A room. A big one." He runs back inside as I hear her voice again. "Basement...blood...Elle..." I hear sounds of movement in the background and connect the dots. Elle's bleeding, or something... "Deep breaths baby, deep breaths. It's okay, you're okay" I murmur reassuring words to her, thankful that there's no traffic. Several thoughts run through my mind as I drove to her house. The last time we spoke, she could barely stand me, but now she's calling me. I feel kinda used, but now's not the time to think about that. I reach her house in a matter of minutes and shove the door open. The house is quiet, save for my heavy breathing and footsteps. I reach the basement and take in the sight in front of me. Blair cradles her brutally beaten-up sister in her lap as she rocks herself back and forth blinking very frequently. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Currently being edited Look out for cringe worthy typos and plot loopholes

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