– Dealing w
on narrativ
s parents lodged. His dad signing s
n. He was sad, beaten – by the fact or probability Kiera would never forgive him. She meant a lot to him – especially with him grieving his sist
. "It's okay, I explained everything to her mom" Mrs. James assured with a smile. She hugged her son close to her
o lose one's family to
**
hat was suppose to be my morning call but I beat it this time – due to sleeping early and not overthinking last
mom the moment she opened my room's door. She was still shocked to se
orning". Today had so many v
er twenty again. I had gotten that for three times in a row. No matter how hard I tried,
y teacher was an American-born male unlike my former African-American
. "Oppression everywhere" I whi
f Charles' hotel. I felt a bit sick, I would have to fa
magnificent. I didn't know if it was a five-star hotel but I wouldn't be surpr
t I wanted to put out how sorry I was. He looked unsure, like he wa
ked like a bedroom – and had told me
t a thick-covered book on the bed. It looked like a diary. It also felt familiar. "Charl
ten boldly on it. That confirmed everything. I moved back
I brought out my homework for that
stood up for self-defense but Charles appeared as the door was s
m his run, muttered "Sorry, I though
didn't hear that, I re
I asked still work
ck by evening" he responded. Evening? Should I b
nity of the environment made me decide without much think
nd dad aren't coming anytime s
she could have noticed how much time had gone. Soo
thought. The moment Kiera placed all her books inside her bag,
the door. Charles reflected on that smile fo
fter Kiera. She didn't have any pass so can't seen
fteen Chandeliers?" the hallway ha
noticed they gazed and talked about me but they we
looked bigger and
IP section?" I a
turned to meet the angry face of a six feet tall white lady. "This i
to remember. An old lady had used a card to open a door, and I had walked in c
er two boys, "Go now" she beckoned on them. They left but tur
nt of me, I felt like a little six-year old gi