Post by leo on May 17, 2015 1:34:18 GMT
hudson was sitting at home, cozied up on the couch with his little sister, rosa, only three years old. he was in the middle of his sister's favorite part, his mother watching with pride in her eyes, when there was a knock at the door. looking worried, his mother would get up and answer the door with shaking hands. a silver general handed her a note, nodded, before turning to leave.
the note was of the dreaded news no family wanted to hear; someone died in the war. and it was hudson's older sister, camila. she was tough. shed lasted three years. rosa had never met her, and never would. shed been captured by the other side of the war and tortured for information. she hadnt given in, after months, and she was killed.
the news hit the woode family hard. theyd already lost the father of the house, and now the elsest of the three children. rosa held onto ger mother, her wide tearful eyes distant and sad. she knew sonething was terribly wrong even though she didnt understand.
hudson left the house, heart heavy. camila was his role model. his best friend. she taugh him games, how to charm businessmen into letting him get off with their products for cheaper, shed taugh him how to be a kid. and now she was gone. he climbed down the ladder, tears streaming down his face, and sat, hugging his knees and leaning against the stilts of his house.
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the note was of the dreaded news no family wanted to hear; someone died in the war. and it was hudson's older sister, camila. she was tough. shed lasted three years. rosa had never met her, and never would. shed been captured by the other side of the war and tortured for information. she hadnt given in, after months, and she was killed.
the news hit the woode family hard. theyd already lost the father of the house, and now the elsest of the three children. rosa held onto ger mother, her wide tearful eyes distant and sad. she knew sonething was terribly wrong even though she didnt understand.
hudson left the house, heart heavy. camila was his role model. his best friend. she taugh him games, how to charm businessmen into letting him get off with their products for cheaper, shed taugh him how to be a kid. and now she was gone. he climbed down the ladder, tears streaming down his face, and sat, hugging his knees and leaning against the stilts of his house.
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