Chapter One:
Pain. All I could fill was pain. I clutched my chest, gasping for air. It hurt so much. Everything just hurt. I wanted Daddy. I wanted him to hold me and tell me I'd be fine. I wanted him to stay by me and never leave.
"New York!" I heard Jersey shout. I reached out a fist towards him.
"It hurts," I gasped. "I want Daddy." I could feel the hot liquid known as tears pouring out of my eyes and I hated myself for letting my siblings see this side of me.
"I'm calling him right now, please stay awake!" Delaware yelled. It was almost silent. Only thing that could be heard was gasping and a few whimpers, like people were crying. I could hear Jersey muttering 'oh god' to himself. "Dad! It's an emergency! New York needs you, please!" I could hear the desperate voice of Delaware. "Yorkie, do you know what caused this?" he asked me.
"Terrorist...Afghanistan...twin towers," I gasped, close to passing out
"It was terrorist from Afghanistan!" Delaware shouted. "Please hurry-"
"I'm already here," I heard Dad from somewhere in the room. I heard someone run towards me and pick me up. "Yorkie, I'm here."
"Daddy," I whispered. "I can't see anything and it's heard to breathe."
"Oh god..."
"'M tired," I slurred shutting my eyes. The last thing I heard was someone screaming my name.
"Yorkie!"