Pray, Ayanda! I Need Ma. Please Pray.. Only A Prayer Will

I know you are upset about your house being destroyed and your sister being raped. However, I promise my confrontation with the group will solve your gang problem forever. I am aware approaching the gang is a suicide mission, but I cannot have another individual's blood on my hands. As you know, I am not admired by my family as they cannot stand the sight of me, and I do not have many friends either. I have never been close to my son’s or their families, and that has always annoyed me. Also, I told no one this, but I am dying from an illness, and I cannot afford the treatment nor can I ask my son's for the money. By provoking the gang to shoot me, it will not only solve my problem because I have no reason to live, but it will also solve yours. I told Father Janovich that I will take care of the gang, and since I cannot kill all of them, I will let them shoot me.

“Earlier today, we learned that an attempt was made on your cousin’s life,” her father said to her. “Your mother has so much grief for your cousin, because of the actions that he has made since the past two years – deeds worthy of being told to all

to me!” “Who the hell you think you are Mark ?” “ Nakita the coroner ?” “ What happened to your dad and whats happening to these girls , is no connection at all.” “ You heard my message and what happened to my dad in the past.” “ Mark rather she did that or not to your dad , I don't know , if so he should have told me something , but she is a coroner , she has a life that was in the past , I'm sure she moved on .” “ Thats the thing Trever , she is a coroner , easy cover up for any evidence she leaves on the scene .” “ Listen to me Mark , stop trying to solve a crime, your not a cop , you and I may be friends , but when it comes to shit like this you back off .” “I understand your dad

“No. Not now. The garrison soldiers are listening to us.” my brother said walking in our private room. “Anyways I’m not letting my little brother get in trouble.” he said in with a happy grin. My brother is the leader of the group in our area. “I know it isn’t good to wait but we need to act in secrecy.” Then something was happening is the center of town while we were walking to our homes.

lost a lot of blood.” “Oh my gosh, she’s that bad?” ask Pam. “Yes, I’m afraid to tell you that she was sexually assaulted multiple times and badly beaten, looking at her wounds, she’s been out in the woods for days because she’s very dehydrated, whoever did this probably thought she was dead, but when she was brought in to us she still had a pulse.” “So, is she going to make it?” “At this time like I said, she’s very critical, we’re doing everything we can to save her, but we have to just pray.” “I can’t believe this, who would do this.” “Well Maam, if you have any concerns or if you need to ask me any questions ask the nurse to page me.” “Thank you Doctor.” “You’re quite welcome.” The Doctor got up and walked away. After the Doctor walked

“She’s going to be mad, I really hope you know what you’re doing girl.” said Lisa. “I do.” Lisa and the crew left. Angelica sat in the waiting room, praying that Nine is okay. Hours had passed, Angelica dosed off, while sleeping the Doctor and the police walked up to her and said, “Excuse me Ma'am, Are you related to the deceased?” “Deceased.” said Angelica. The police said, “Maam, Are you related to her?” “No I’m not, I’m just a friend.” “Well, Maam it was brought to our attention that the deceased was brought in by you and other females, Where are the rest of the females who brought her in?” ask the police. “They left.” answered Angelica. “Maam, Come with us, we need to ask you a couple of questions.” said the officer. “I can’t, I have to get home.” said Angelica. “Please, come with us now, if you refused to come with us and answer a couple of questions we’ll be forced to hold you for 24 hours.” Angelica got up and followed the police officer to the

As I sat in the locker room, anxiety came upon me, which caused my body to quake uncontrollably. My head become vertiginous, and my palms clammed up from the nervousness. The smell of sweat and fear overwhelmed the room as thoughts of death ran through my mind. The ticking of a clock on the right corner near the exit of the chamber, became dominant as the time decreased. I couldn’t take it anymore; I had lost my mind. I shrunk at the implications of where my thoughts were taking me. I put my head down as I mumbled loudly, “En el Nombre del Padre del Hijo del Espirito Santo, Amen.”. The door swung open. I picked up my head, with a rapid head movement, it was Octavia. A crutch at both arms and her left leg wrapped with support wrap. “Praying huh? It’ll be fine”, she said with confidence. As I settled my head back down again. She firmly placed her hand upon my back as she said, " Thank you for replacing me in this match while I'm going through

While driving Simone turned on the radio. They were listening when a breaking news came through saying, “Justine Miles was brutally killed by gang members during a gang fight, if anyone have any information on the whereabouts of Angelica Samuels, Tina Blackwell and Lisa Cantrell please call the police because they are wanted for questioning, if you see these females please do not approach them because they are considered armed and dangerous.” Marie cried, “No, No, No, this can’t be happening, not to us.” Angelica started crying, she cried, “I didn’t do anything, it was the other girls, Oh my God, Why is this happening to me?” Simone said, “Tomorrow we’ll take you in so they won’t think you’re running.” “But it wasn’t me, it was T-Bone.” said Angelica. “Angelica, you were with them, so if you go there first, then maybe they can help you.” said Simone. “I can’t believe all of this.” said

A muffled voice erupted from a room behind the counter. “April?” I called. Another muffled noise. The man turned red. I stepped over the counter, pushing the man aside. I walked right into the back room, only to find my dearest cousin, April, tied to a small chair. I untied her, swatting the man away with my extra hand. “What happened?” I questioned.

The woman began to write down on her notepad quickly, as she stared blankly at me. The door leading to the others opened. Another of one them entered with a needle. I didn’t do anything. They’re going to kill me. The new one wore a white uniform. This lady was different. She didn’t have the same blank stare as the captor. No, there was something there. Pity. She pity’s you. I shake my head quickly and desperately begin to clutch the handles of my chair. “I believe it’s time for your medicine.” The captor spoke again, and without any further prompting, the other lady approached me slowly. Slowly injected the needle into my IV plug. They’re killing

Thank you for coming.” Mr. Hackett said as he turned two gentleman in the corner. “These are Mr. Colon and Mchonn, I’ll leave you to talk.” “Hello Bailee, I’m Agent Colon and this is Agent Mchonn of the FBI.” FBI! That’s even worse then the police. “Do you have any idea why we are here?” “No, sir.” She was just hoping it had nothing to do with this stupid blog. “Do you know this man?” Colon asked, well more like demanded as he lay down a photograph of a man. “Yes, He runs the drug store in my hometown. Did he do something?” “He’s dead.” Colon said it has if he was order a burger and large fry instead of telling her that someone she had known since she was two was dead. “How?” I asked. Mr. Adams was a nice old man and didn’t have an enemy in the world. “He was murdered, shot 10 times to be exact.” Wow, ten times! “And how do I fit in to this?” “We received an anonymous message saying you knew what happened.” And with that Mchonn handed her a piece of paper. One it was

"I am Hikari Kita, and I need an ambulance. A man is having a heart attack and has fallen unconscious. He's still breathing," I told her. I found the pulse and cursed. There was no heartbeat. I moved the phone between my cheek and shoulder. "I'm going to try to restart his heart now. Please, hurry." After telling her the address, I hung up.

Therefore, she turned to the kids and commanded, “I need you all to sit in a group as close as you can get.” She organized them in a clump, again in the center of the tight space. Once they were settled, she announced, “I’ll be right back, I’m going to go get firefighters and we will be free. I promise everything will be okay. You have to listen to me. Sit still and do not move. I need you to yell for help while I’m gone in case a firefighter is near, because he will hear you and find you. I will be right back.” The kids nodded and with that she turned away from them. “Start yelling and turn around!” she demanded. This way, they might not hear her screaming in pain and would not have to watch her leave them either.

“You killed him, you killed him!” She kneed down beside her husband, shouted angrily and cried helplessly. “Help! Anyone? Police…Help!”

It was to late before I heard the sirens. I heard cars pull into the drive way into our new tent. I took a quick peek out the window. The immigration police were here! I ushered my family out the back door but it was to late. I showed them my ID and he moved to Rorra, whom didn 't have one. He directed her to the car but Mama stepped in front of him holden hew brass pan. "Move aside woman". the officer said gruffly. "No! You can 't take our children! Quick run to Chihiro"! She was a fellow farmer from Japan whom we 'd helped in the past. Rorro just stood there and quivered. The officer raised his gun and pulled the trigger. Mama 's eyes widened in surprise and she staggered backwards and hit the ground with a thud. The