My name is Gina and I have a brother named Aiden. We are both 13 yrs. old. Today I will tell you a story about lights glowing over our heads at night.
“Hello, what that can’t be, one moment. Aiden, mom and dad have been in a car accident. Their being rushed to the hospital, the woman on that phone told us to stay at Mrs. Wish’s house while they are in this position.” “What I can’t believe it` `Aiden then got really shaky and his palms started sweating and his eyes turned glossy with tears. I finally calmed him down as we arrived at Mrs. Wish’s house.
When we arrived at the hospital Aiden and me just wanted to run to their room and see them. “You children are too young to watch your parents die’ the nurse shrieked annoyed as we walked up to the room. She then kicked us out, I felt so downhearted I begged her to let us in to see our parents but the nurse pushed us away, I was lucky enough to catch a glimpse of my mom who was dead because I heard the doctor say ‘we lost her. “ In my opinion, we should have gotten to see our parents, dead or not“, I sobbed to Aiden as I gave the mean nurse a rude glare. That was a discussing day for us, we both agreed.
After the accident Aiden and I were both sent to a foster home in Boston called the little ducky. The only problem was when they say little they meant it the foster home was miniature! When we entered, the people at the foster home turned out to be very welcoming, other than the one mean care taker named Mrs. Pipit. The weather in Boston was extremely depressing in the fall and winter and I caused me and Aiden to fight a lot.
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