Fighting your Sisters' Freedom
My younger sister and I have been living such a terrific life until we moved to Brazil. It was horrible how fast we lost everything. My poor sister was forced to be a slave. And our parents didn't even care; they said it's for her own good. I can't believe they would say such a thing. This place is so awful and I can't stand to watch my baby sister suffer.
It was cold tonight as I sat outside waiting for Miley, my younger sister to show up. "Emily." She whispered, I saw hiding behind a tree. The poor thing was freezing. I ran quietly over to her and wrapped my arms around her. Her body was ice cold, I can't believe they would just let her freeze to death! She barely had anything to keep her warm, so I wrapped my jacket around her and held her close to me trying to warm her up. " Miley, are you okay? Did any of those awful people hurt you?" I asked worried to death. She had a terrified expression on her face when I asked her that, as she slowly nodded her head. She showed me her arm, it was all red and bruised severely. I can't believe people would do such a horrible thing to people. "Oh my gosh Miley, this is awful! You need to be seen by a doctor sweetie. That's a serious bruise." I told her. She shook her head no, still looking completely terrified. Poor, poor baby. I couldn't stand to see her like this, so I took her inside our house and brought her to my room. "E-Emily, you'll get in trouble for bringing me here.." She said quietly. I laid her down in my bed and put the covers on her. Then I softly kissed her forehead and said, "Sweetie I really don't care if I get in trouble. I rather you be safe and warm instead of hurt and freezing." She looked at me with tears in her eyes. "Emily, I can't believe you would do something like that for me. You don't know how much it means to me." She said nearly crying her eyes out. I sat there and hugged her tight. "Aww, Miley I'd do anything for you. Anything in the world, Don't you ever forget that." I said trying to soothe her. She rubbed her eyes and feel asleep in my arms.
The sound of our parents yelling woke me up and Miley was crying her eyes out when I looked at her. I pulled her into my arms. "Aww it's okay sweetie, I won't let mom and dad hurt you." I said softly to her as I rocked her back and forth. She cuddled up to me, resting her head on my chest. We both cried ourselves to sleep.