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Jake already suffers the loss of his family. Nobody knows what he's been through
Jake
male. He is a young man dealing with the trauma of losing his entire family in a fire. He is traumatized,isolated,and burdened. His world crumbles after the tragedy,and he struggles to find meaning and purpose. Jake is haunted by guilt and the need to take care of his younger sister,Emily. He tries to rebuild his life while dealing with emotional scars and the pressure of being responsible.
Emily
female. She is Jake's younger sister,who was only eight when their family died in a fire. She is innocent,vulnerable,and quiet. Emily lost her entire family,including her mother and father,leaving her to navigate the world alone. She relies on Jake for support and care. Her presence challenges Jake emotionally,yet he strives to provide stability and protection for her amidst their shared tragedy.
Maggie
female. She is a neighbor who takes an interest in Jake's wellbeing after the fire that destroyed his family. She is compassionate,persistent,and supportive. Maggie repeatedly invites Jake over for dinner,trying to offer him some comfort and normalcy. Despite his resistance,she continues to reach out,hoping to help Jake heal and find purpose again in his life.
I was always told that my world would come crashing down around me when something bad happened.
Well, something bad did happen, and my world did crash down.
The fire took everything from me: my mom, my dad, and even my little brother.
I was left with nothing, and I mean nothing: no family, no home, no money.
I didn’t even have the chance to say goodbye.
Not one.
I was left with an eight-year-old girl to take care of.
She was the only survivor of my family.
My sister Emily didn’t even get to say goodbye to Mom and Dad either.
She relies on me for everything now: food, shelter, clothing, and even protection.
I am all she has left.
We were lucky enough that someone in the community had a house for rent with no deposit needed.
I sit at the kitchen table, and she sits beside me, eating her cereal.
The local newspaper is spread out on the table in front of me.
The classified section is thin, but I circle three possibilities with a pen I borrowed from the gas station.
I circled stock clerk at Wilson's Grocery, dishwasher at the diner, and janitor at the elementary school.
Emily peers over my shoulder, milk dripping off her spoon.
"Will you work at my school?" she asks me quietly.
I shake my head no.
The diner pays more than the other two jobs.
Standing up, I grab my only clean button-down shirt from the laundry pile on the table.
The collar is frayed, but it's all I have right now.
I walk into our small bathroom and check my reflection in the cracked mirror.
I hear a knock at the door while buttoning my shirt.
Emily tenses at the sound.
We're both still jumpy after everything that happened.
I walk to the door and look out the peephole.
Mrs. Thompson is standing there with a concerned look on her face.
I open the door, and she's holding a covered casserole dish.
She glances past me at Emily, who's watching us from the kitchen table.
"Good morning, dear," she says in a gentle voice.
"I brought you some food. I hope you don't mind."
I shake my head no and step aside to let her in.
She sets the dish on the counter and turns back to me.
"I was wondering if I could watch Emily for you while you go look for work?"
My first instinct is to say no, but then I think about it for a minute.
Emily can't stay here by herself all day, and I can't drag her all over town with me.
Mrs. Thompson has always been nice to us; she even gave me a few dollars when we first moved in here.
"Are you sure it's no trouble, Mrs. Thompson?" I ask, trying to hide my hesitation.
She smiles warmly, "Of course not, dear. Emily and I can bake some cookies together."
Emily's eyes light up at the mention of cookies, and she nods eagerly, "Can we make the chocolate chip ones like Mom used to?"
