Chapter Two…Life
As I was driving Home I noticed that my fathers car was not in the driveway. But I was not worried; him being late was not unusual. As I opened the garage I also noticed that my mothers car was not in the driveway either.
I then began to worry.
I quickly ran inside, and grabbed the phone. I dialed my fathers cell number, the voicemail answered. I didn’t even bother trying to contact my mother; she always had it on silent.
I plopped down on my couch in my massive, family room. I looked down at my leg, and to my horror, blood had leaked through my bandage onto my mother’s...
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