standing in the yard, dressed like a kid, the house is white and the yard is dead

life flew by quickly. You’re only fifteen but you’ve been through so much. Good and bad. You lost friends, gained friends, lost family, but most importantly you made a best friend who would never leave you.

right now you were standing in your yard in front of your White House. The lawn is dead… but not only the grass… it’s your sister too…

you were away with your best friend, Walker at his house. He BEGGED you to come over. You finally agreed and said bye to your sister who was seventeen.

You left the house and you were over at Walkers house for about an hour until you got the call.. your sister died.. there was an house invasion, your sister was home and caught the intruder off guard and he Shot her.. By Walker making you come over to his house he saved your life.

now your crying on Walkers shoulder as he hugs you and try’s to comfort you.