I was young when my brothers went to war. I don't remember much about them other than the fact that they loved me. Now that they are standing right in front of me I can't seem to feel that love, they are like strangers. I guess it'd be hard to love those who you haven't seen in 10 years. I was five then, I am 15 now. They stand, staring at me. I doubt they recognize me, or they don't know which of their five sisters I am. "Sarah?" One of them guess.
"No..." I wasn't going to help them.
"Care?" They'll never guess.
I shook my head.
"Emily?" I sighed. They seriously don't remember me.
"Willow?" My mouth twitched as they got my name right.
"Took you four tries." I scoffed.
They all laugh in unison. I step away from the door, allowing them to come inside.
They look around at the house they hadn't been in since they were teenagers. I give them their space.
After 30 minutes of allowing them to look I have to admit that can't match their names to
The following challenges were completed during the writing exercise:
Begin Start typing to begin
Words Reach 50 words
Letter Use the letter F
Prop Include a playing card
Event World peace is achieved
Character An unpleasant laboratory technician
Event Important data is stolen
Character A somber mortician
Words Reach 100 words
Prop Include a clamp
Event A murder needs to be solved
Letter Use the letter A
Character An artistic craftsperson
Prop Include a bow
Event There is a great storm
Character A respectful bailiff
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