A few weeks earlier, Monday.

I sat at the breakfast table, shoveling a spoonful of cereal in my mouth, while looking at my younger brother. He was sitting at the table in silence, his eyes gazing at a chipped ceiling tile. As I swallowed my bite, he finally spoke."Hey, sis? Can you tell me about mom."I winced. It was a painful topic, one I didn't like to bring up much... Our mother,she was a wonderful woman. she died when I was 10 and my brother was 1 and we left our father left 3 years after our mom's demise.

 My mother was the most caring and loving person anyone could meet, she took care of us even though our father used to be abusive and used never come home for weeks and when he did he was always drunk.

One day, my mom went out, she wouldn't tell us for what, but I could see it in her eyes that she scared and full of panic, she left us in the hurry, promising that she would return. She kept us with our neighbor Mrs. Burke.

She didn't return that night, the next day our dad came and told us that our mother had died, I could have cried for days but I had to stay strong,atleast for Brayden.

I never knew the reason why she died, due my mother's demise, my father used to drink a lot more than often and left us alone at home for days.All we had to eat was bread.

When our dad left us at home alone one night, I couldn't take anymore, we would have a better life somewhere else so we ran, far away from home. When he was gone we jumped from the window in my bedroom. I ran down the road Bray on my back, I ran and ran, I never turned back.

I reached the towns circle its was a good 20 minutes run, the streets were empty and the shops lights were out.

We reached an alleyway and I put Bray down, who had been asleep and sat down beside him and fell asleep tears rolling down my cheeks, our dad will never come looking for us, he would be too drunk to care.

The next morning a jogger found us her name was Anne, she was a sweet lady with warm blue eyes and auburn hair, she was kind and took us to her house, she feed us food.We had not eaten anything proper for days.She cleaned us up and gave us new clothes, and let us sleep.We stayed there for a day. She then took us to a foster home, under my request.We had moved from foster to foster home, we ran away from most of them.

When I turned 15 I got my first job and had started earning a living for my brother and I. When I turned 18 with all my savings I had bought a small apartment.

"Hail!"he says and shakes my arms bringing me out of me thoughts.

"huh?" i say slightly dazed.He was about to say something when.

Boom! The sounds of cannons had filled my ears,Bray toppled the cereal all over the table in shock.I screamed for my brother to duck his head under the table and I ran out of our apartment into our small balcony, there was chaos , shouts for help and screams filled my ears and people looked around people were running around in desperation to find loved ones, then I saw him, holding a gun. I was in pure shock he couldn't have found us, panic shot through me. We have to go, I ran back into the apartment.

"Brayden come here, we have go" I shout and run into my room and get some things which will be necessary, some clothes, money, and some food, run into the hall grab my phone and Brayden's favorite blanket and a picture of my mom and stuffed in a backpack.

Brayden stood in the doorway with his backpack, holding his teddy bear, his sandy blonde hair, messy as ever, his bluish green eyes held fear in them, it doesn't suit his 8-year-old body, he wears a pair khaki shorts and a Nemo t-shirt.

He looked nothing like me, he had my mom's beautiful eyes, my mom's hair, my dad's facial features like nose and jawline but he had my mom smile he reminds me a lot of our mother, while I have my father's pale blue eyes, my dad's brown hair, and my mom features.

"Hailey, where are we going?," he asked in fright hugging his teddy, Lavy it was the only thing that made him go to sleep when we were small, my mom gave it him when he was born, right before she died.

"bray, we need to go, it's not safe here" I walked toward him and knelt down to his height,"we will be ok, okay?"

I tousled his hair and stood up, there's something that he doesn't know, he doesn't know why we ran from those foster homes and I don't want him to find out anytime soon.

I grabbed my keys, hold his hand and ran out of the apartment, we won't be coming back anytime soon.
"Hail, where will we go? "He asked stopping on the stairs pulling back a little, fear in his voice, this has happened before and I know he is still very scared of it. It made me sad to see his face scared

"we have to get somewhere safe Bray "I replied and run down stairs still holding his small soft hand making sure he does the trip.

"are we running away again? "He asked you hear his voice full of worry and fear.
"bray doesn't worry okay we will be fine, " I said reassuringly looking at him, we had reached the parking lot and I was planning to cycle to the nearest train station but it's a bad idea the roads are full of mayhem and chaos and no place to ride our bikes.

I was about to turn around and grab Bray and run to the train station, I feel arms around me and a cloth over my mouth, Chloroform. I tried to scream but nothing comes out, everything turns black only thing I heard were my brothers cries.

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