(school)

Students silently working at their desks. The quiet made it almost seem like a grave yard could be louder.

Attentions were focused on their work. Untell the teacher got a very unusual phonecall...

Ring ring ring...ring ring ring...ring-

"Hello?" Miss Linda answered,

"Oh hello Miss Linda." She said.

Jackson turned toward the teacher surprised like.

"Yes, Yes...Oh." she said softly.

Jackson glared.

"Oh yes...I-I see. I'm very sorry." She said with her hand against her chest,

Jackson became more determind.

She hung up. FINALLY. And walked to Jacksons desk.

"Jackson I need to see you at my desk." She said walking away. Eric watched his best friend leave his desk. But the teacher ordered him to look away.

"Yes Miss Linda?" He asked curiously.

She sighed.

"I understand you have 8 brothers and sisters?" She asked calmly.

"You could say that.." He mumbled.

"Well...Jackson, your going to be released early today." She informed. "There seems to be a family crises at home."
Jackson froze. He opened his mouth but no words came threw, at first she thought he was mocking him.

But then, she knew he was in shock.

"What's happened?" He asked. "My family-"
"The details will be exsplained later." She interrupted. "But for now, I want you to gather up your things. And wait for me to take you down to the office."
Jackson stood. Giving a small nod. He gathered up his homework. And walked to his bookbag. Sneeking away from his desk, Eric rushed to Jackson at the hanging bookbags.

"Dude, where are you going?" He whispered.

"I have to go." He said. "Something about my family." He said throwing his bag over his shoulder.

"Well will you be back tomorrow?" He asked. "I mean this isn't gonna effect your education."
Jackson grinned.

"I'll be fine." He said shyly.

Eric nodded. Standing across from him embaressed. He quickly threw his arms around Jackson hugging him tightly.

Jackson stoodawkwardly.

"Uh...Eric?" He asked confused.

Eric immediantly let go after hearing his name. He stared at him.

"Cya.." He said with a smile. And walked to his desk.

"Ready Jackson?" She asked heading out the door. Jackson followed her out. Down to the principals office.

Finding his Foster mom waiting for him.

Linda released the child. Jackson looked into his mothers wet, pouring eyes.

"Willin?" He asked. "What's wrong?"

She was in shock. But was able to speak alittle bit. "I...I let your brothes..and sisters p-play outside this afternoon.." She stammered in a raspy tone. "A-And hey had fun.."
Jackson smiled. "Well okay that's good."
She shook her head. "I-I was...I turned away f-for a few seconds.." She cried, " And all of a sudden...I see. T-This child in the road..."
Jackson didn't like where this was going.

"I turned..Around, finding. A 6 year olds...Body lying in the middle of the road.." She said. "At first..I thought I was having a nightmare...But then I realised...It was reality.."
Jackson frowned. Hugging his Foster mother close to him.

"I'm sorry.." She said shutting his eyes. Hiding some tears he kept away. But unlike Jackson, Willins tears flew down her cheeks like a racing river.

Linda watched inside the office. She had never seen such a tragidy.

Jackson dropped his arms. Looking directly into Willins eyes.

"I..I did everything I could I...Tried everything...I could have saved this child but...I had no idea.."

"Willin." Jackson interrupted. "It wasn't your fault."
She looked away. Wiping away every last tears that set on her cheek.

"You couldn't have known..." He said. "But...Atleast he or she knew...She or he lived a wonderful life.."

"It was Jenta." She cried. "Six year old Jenta!"

Jackson realied it was her own daughter. His eyes were large. Hugging Willin tightly.

"I'm very very, very sorry.." He whispered.

Linda left the two alone, hugging in the hallway. Ofcourse she wouldn't understand the lose of a child!
She walked upstairs. Leaving them be...