Secret Lives
Chapter 3
I looked out my window every night before i went to bed, i
alway had a little thinking session before i went to bed.
But, all i thought about that night was my mom and my brother
and.. my dad and how happy we were before everything
happened. Before i knew it i was sleeping, dreaming. I
dreamnt about my dad coming back from jail, apologizing but
this dream seemed to real. I opened my eyes and realzed
everything in my dream had come true. My dad was standing in
my room. He had an old photo album in his hand. My stomach
dropped. I looked over to Brooke's side of the room and
she wasn't there.
"Christina, you know im sorry, i really am. I can't
take back what i did & i will never forgive myself but if
you could, it would mean the world to me." My dads harsh
voice scared me when he said that. I didn't even know
what to say, i was shaking, i felt my legs trembling. I
looked at my dad, standing in my door way now. Behind him
there was my mom. She put her finger over her lip. I nodded
my head while my dad wasn't looking. My mom took one of
the old encycolpidieas she had and swung it. It hit me dad in
the head and he dropped to the grown. He was knocked out.
"Are you okay!" My mom screamed while brooke ran
into my room behind my mom.
My mom plopped down on my bed and hugged me.
"Im fine..im just scared." i said.
I started shaking even more.
"I called 9.1.1 they should be here any
minute."
I heard the sirens in the distance. The rest of that night
was a blur, Like my life was going in fast motion. All i
thought about was the photo album. I was standing outside on
my poorch with Brooke and my mom. I waited for my mom to walk
away, I grabbed brooke and pulled her into the house.
"What do you want?" Brooke screamed.
I put my hand over her mouth.
"Shut the f**k up, and listen to me! I wanna know why
dad had the photo album, so help me get it, okay?" just
as i finished my sentence i pulled my hand away from brookes
mouth.
"What! are you crazy!"
"Brooke, i have to know why he had that! Help
me!"
"Fine!"
I opend the front door and walked out. I looked for the photo
album. I saw it on the trunk of one of the 3 police cars
infront of my house. I snuck over to it without being spotted
by anyone. I grabbed the photo album and ran. I shoved it
under my sweat shirt and ran to door. The door opend and
there was brooke.
"Did you get it?"
"Hell Yeah!" I said while pulling out the photo
album out from my sweatshirt.
Me and brooke ran upstairs.
(that was the end)
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holdmeandneverletgo · 1 decade ago
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PLEASEEEEE UPLOAD THE NEXT CHAPTER! I JUST STARTED READING YOU'RE STORY AND YOU'RE MAKING CRAZY ALREADI!!! ;]