"Are you two homeless?"
Big brother became stiff as a statue. I perked around him to the man. I nodded.
"We have extra room." The man said. "We could give you a home-"
"No." Trey interrupted, coldy.
"Please, brother!" I whined. I was tired. Was this better than living with father?
"No." He repeated.
I lowered my voice so that only he could hear. "I'm tired of running! If you won't come, then I'm going alone!"
Trey looked shocked before narrowing his eyes. "Fine." He snapped, storming into the bus. I followed, but at a calmer rate.
I hope this wasn't a mistake...
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How to Create a Better World
FantasyEleven children who have never met. A school trying to create a dimension, missing one thing. This is a story of romance, magic, danger. This is a story that will blow your heart away. "Tell me child, where do you go when you die in a dimension yo...
