I’m the oldest Miller sibling Daugther of Georgia and Zion, evrything was total chaos because of everything going on like for example my mothers trail for murder, yeah… So school was hell i got strange looks and basically harassment on the daily. The only constant and sure thing in my life at the moment was my close frienda, Marcus, Abby and Maxine. I was at Maxine and Marcus house, in his room just trying to relax and forget about it all. When I heard commotion outside.

I shifted on the bed. "what’s that?"

Marcus raised an eyebrow. "I dunno…"

I heard cars, cameras clicking, and screaming, Austin, mom and Ginny. I bolted up right.

"Wait— just hold on—" Marcus started. But I was already rushing out of his room down the stairs him following quickly behind. When I reached the bottom on the stairs Maxine was there.

"Hey, why don’t you go back upstairs—"

I shoved past her and rushed to the window, pure horror on my face, there was cop cars, reporters , cameras flashing in every direction, Ginny and Austin were being dragged out of the house by police officers holding their bags, mom was screaming and crying. The officers were dragging my sister and brother away into sortante cars I saw me and Ginny’s dad, Zion. By one of the cars and Austin’s dad, Gil by another. It was complete and utter chaos I pushed away from the window and ran to the door swinging it open.

Before I could get out I felt hands wrap around my waist, dragging me back, Marcus. "Let me go!—" i pleaded holding in tears, I had no idea what was happening but I needed to get to my little sister and brother.*

His grip only tightened. "No, no listen— if you go out there you’ll get taken away too!" He said dragging me back inside. He has a point, if I went out there the people would make me leave too, if I was here maybe they woudlnt find me as quick.