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MidReal Story
Shattered Peace: A Family's Fight for Survival
Scenario:I grew up quick more so than a child should I think I thought if I been their this am sim still here I got this shit called life eihrj? Then std am I scared shitless I'm 45 a mom to a awesome lock as teenager I should think so and I'm controlled and living in an environment I've nee try it espxcale I reach loit 5i th waurhtiijes to only have them call my husband why to inform him I wmakzsed for a standby omg they gave him our lives just habded us o e cuz here he xkmes around the corner a hammer thrown by my head nh child lide foaswbs
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Jason Carter
Emily's teenage son and witness to the incident, relationships with his parents, athletic build with short black hair, curious and brave.
Mark Carter
Emily's husband and protector, relationships with Emily and their son, tall with a rugged build, loyal and brave.
Emily Carter
mother and victim, relationships with her husband and son, petite with curly brown hair, resilient and protective.
"Mom."
The soft voice registered in my brain, but I was too busy trying to get the damn phone off the hook.
"Mom."
My son’s voice was louder this time, and when I turned toward him, I saw him staring at me with wide eyes.
"Mom, what’s going on?"
His voice trembled, and I knew he wasn’t a little boy anymore, but a teenager.
My baby was almost grown.
I tried to give him a reassuring smile, but it was too wide to be believable.
I shook my head.
"Nothing, baby."
But before I could give him any more of my attention, a loud crash came from the living room.
My heart stopped.
It was here.
It had found me.
"Get in the closet."
My voice was low as I rushed over to him.
"What?"
His eyes left mine and went toward the hall.
"No."
He took a step back, refusing to move, and I knew he was going to follow me into battle.