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Sorry for accidentally changing time and nearly killing us all

Novel By: maystar

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Submitted:Apr 2, 2012    Reads: 2    Comments: 0    Likes: 1   

It was bothering me. What was wrong with Jenna? I wondered, had she just got bad news, and if so, what about? We go into my room. We sat on the red fluffy carpet. Callum rests his head on my chest and sighs hardly. It was depressing. She was upset, which made us upset. "So much for Jenna, you and me. Guess it is just me and you." He utters depressed.

"We need to know." I said.

There was upward silence, then Callum strokes my back gently. "I have an idea." I said softly. Someone knocks the door and opens it. It was our social worker.

"No boys in girls room and likewise." She said. I gave her a screw face. He lifted his head from my chest.

"Mrs. What did you say to Jenna? She is upset." I said.

She gave s a dirty look. " You wanna know. Ask her." she said hardly.

"Callum. GET OUT!!" She screams, and he goes.

"Come back later." I shouted as he left.

"Leave your relationship to out of here." she snarled. I laughed hardly. "So I can't have friends in this dump?!" I scream. She raised her eyebrow. I got up, leaving her in my room. I knocked hardly at Jenna's door. She had been crying.

"Jenna?" I called out uncertainly."Can I come in?" I asked. She did not reply. I pushed open the door. She looked up at me. Her mascara stained eyelases, dripped down her face. I went to her side, rubbing her back. "Don't cry. You are the strong tough sister." I said. She cracked a smile, then she frowned.

"What is it?" I asked. "What did she say?" I asked.

"We might not be sisters any longer." she muttered.

"What?" I asked.

She pulled away from me. "I am moving.'' she said.

My mouth opened up wide, but no words came out. I stood ther shocked and speechless, and she stood ar a distance, trying not to cry. She was trying to he strong. She knew if she cried, that I would too. A tear falls from my eyes, and rolls down my cold cheek. I sniffed hardly, and shook my head. "Well can't you do anything to stop it?!" I ask alarmed.

"No. They say that I am too old. I need my own space. They told me in two weeks top." She begun to cry, and I hugged her. There had to be something that I could do. Something...


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