it was a bright sunday afternoon. my older brother jasen and i were out takeing a walk but when we were about 100 feet from my house we heard my mother and father yelling. "b-big brother..."i said looking at jasen."samika...why dont we go the other way?" he asked. jasen was tall had short spikey bright yellow hair and had his right ear periced. he always said that when ever my parants were fighting. i think he could tell when they were gonna get in a fight so he took me for a long walk when ever they did. we started down the side-walk. "big brother...hold my hand?" i askd holding out my hand. he smiled "sure." he said. when we got home later that night jasen broght me in to our room. "samika...listen to me...mom and dad might get in another fight...if they do ill wake you up and will go to aunt dasami's house for a bit ok?" jasen said. as a 17 year old jasen ownd his own car and when mom and dad gotin a fight we'd go to aunt dasami's home for a few days. she always welcomed us because she was our god mother.that ment if something happend to mom and dad she would take care of us. arond 10 i felt jasen pick me up and put me in his car. then i heard his door close and he pulld out of the drive way.
then i hured aunt dasami's voice.the next morning when i woke up i shot right up. i looked around the room. the same pale blue bed-room i slept in when i stayd here. jasen wasnt there. i crawld down stairs and heard aunt dasami scream. i ran to the liveing room and saw 2 men with guns. one pointed the gun at me. aunti screamd then...i was brought to the hospital and died there at 3:47 a.m. on monday afternoon....my parants didnt even show up to my funaral.
