DM-Maggie+M

Grade: 8 ** **Siblings: Little brother, Scott
 * Hi, my name is Maggie
 * Best Holiday: Christmas **
 * Birth Month: June **
 * Career Goals: Doing something i will enjoy **
 * Favorite Band(s): Many **
 * Favorite Food: Watermelon **
 * Favorite Munchies: Popcorn **
 * <span style="color: rgb(181, 0, 255);">Favorite soft drink: Orange Juice(: **<span style="color: rgb(181, 0, 255);">
 * <span style="color: rgb(181, 0, 255);">Favorite Subject: Gym **<span style="color: rgb(181, 0, 255);">
 * <span style="color: rgb(181, 0, 255);">Pet Peeve: When people step on my shoes **<span style="color: rgb(181, 0, 255);">
 * <span style="color: rgb(181, 0, 255);">Pets: Rock - Jojo(: **<span style="color: rgb(181, 0, 255);">

I love sports. I play basketball, badminton, soccer, volleyball, softball, and I snowbord! Most people say I look like one of my best friends Shelby. ___**

As I opened the door to two very sad looking police officers things started running through my mind. "Are your parents home?" They asked. I gave him a look and yelled up the stairs "Mom!" My parents came fluding down the stairs looking like they were going to there high school prom. my dad showed me up the stairs while my mom let the officers in and offered up coffee, of course there were no takers. Before my father could tell me to go to my room i was already in the bathroom sitting on the floor listening to my mother talk through the air duct. "So what brings you to this part of the city?" My mother asks with quirosity. As I listened to the words come out of the officers mouth, I couldn't help but think that there was nothing seriously wrong, but I would never be prepared for the words that came out of his mouth next. "Well Mr and Mrs. Brigs its..." the officer took a long pause. "Well you see, your doughter Cassandra, she has beed kidnaped and it is belived that she has been killed aswell. There is still hope that she was alive but chances are very slim." "Listen Mr and Mrs. Brigs if there is anything..."The scocend officer began. Cutting off the officer my mother begun to speak with anger in her voice. "Get out of my... our house" "Jane, just listen to what the officers have to say." My father said trying to prusade my mother as if there was something good comming. " No!" She said beginning to raise her voice.

As my father escorted the officers out of our house my, I couldn't help but wonder how Cassandra's boy friend, Jason was going to take this. More importantly how was our younger sibblings Sophie, Leah, Collin and Aaidan going to take it?

When my parents broke the bad news to us, I knew I had to be strong not only for me but for my parents and younger sibblings. After all I was know the oldest child. Sophie and Leah took it the hardest but Collin and Aaidan didn't really understand, after all they are only five. As everyone begun to dispurse and head to there bed rooms to be alone my father asked me to stay.

"Emmalyn." my father said in a sad voice. "Would you do your mother and I a favor?" Not waiting for a response he continuted talking, "Wolud you break the news to Jason for us please? It would be eaiser for him if it came from you." He said, not even really giving me the option to say no.

"I guess I could, I mean if you really want me to." I replied hopeing he would change his mind.

"Please, sooner then later would be better." He said with no sign of giving in and not making me tell Jason.

As I scuirred up the stairs I figured I better do it know or else I would never get around to it. As I walked into Cassandra's bedroom to retrive Jasons number I couldn't help but sob just thinking that never again would I complain to her about her music being to loud or get mad at her for steeling my clothes or even fight with her over who was going to babysit Sophie, Leah, Collin, and Aaidan. Nor would we have anymore sister fun nights, no more laughter, crying together on the couch while watching sad movies, and no more shearing secrets that we would not want anyone else in the world to know but each other. All that was left were the memories that were floating around the house, memories that would never be forgotten for if they were forgotten I would have nothing left of her.