Clara's POV11 years ago on a hot summer night, just before summer met its end, I saw flashing lights through the thin sheers of my bedroom window. I couldn't sleep that night. It must have been the heat or the anxiety of reopening school and having to deal with high school once again. High school is a war zone. I hated it. I got up to check when the blue and red lights wouldn't stop. I thought it's the police coming to arrest the neighbor's kid again -since he was always getting into one kind of trout or another- but the Sheriff was walking up our driveway to our front door. I heard hurried footsteps in the hallway. Earlier that night my mother and Mikey had been arguing. It's nothing new. Since dad's death, Mikey has been troublesome. He develop a bad habit; cigarettes. Mom didn't approve and they argued often When I opened my bedroom door I saw Mikey running down the hallway. He stopped once to look at me placing his fi
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