Creative Story : A Short Story

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I always thought that I would never have a “sister” but I was wrong. When I was younger, I had always wanted a sister, but I got a brother. My mom couldn’t have any more children after him, so I was stuck with my brother. Then one day everything changed like that. One night I was sleeping in my bed like any other night. Then all of a sudden my mom and dad came into my bedroom and they picked me up and brought me to the car. My brother had fallen back to sleep right away, but I wanted to know what was going on. I asked, “Mom where are we going?” “Just go back to bed.” she answered. “I want to know where we are going!” I argued. “Cady go to bed!” she hissed. “Fine.” I mumbled under my breath. I did what she had told me and eventually went back to bed. I had been sleeping for some time but then was woken up by voices. There was fear and panic in the voices. My mom got out of the car and ran into the apartment building without even closing the door. My dad closed got out and closed the door. We just left my mom there we went to my dad's sister’s house. When had got up stairs we slept on the floor in the small living room of her apartment. It was around three or four in the morning my brother and I were fighting with each other and kicking each other for taking up too much space. Eventually my dad got pretty mad and yelled at us and the was the end of that night. Not long after that strange April night I was in this building with pictures of Courtney (my mom’s
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