Umm ok Espa's Bros have no name in the show
so I dubed them from oldest to youngest Erik, Samuel, Paul, amd
Alen
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"Big brother you cant!"
"I told you Paul i have to"
Espa was filling out the application to
join the army as his 3 brothers who could walk came running up. It
was a desprate time. They were accepting virtually anyone who could
use a gun. If things didnt change soon a draft would be forced to be
sent out.
"But why?" the youngest
brother seemingly present whined
"Dads all ready been killed!"
Samuel added
"Because Im the oldest and I
have to look out for you now and I have to support you"
he said turning arround and looking at them sternly.
"Mom is gone and dads already been
shot in this war! If something happened to you then what?" Erik
seemed to be the only one more angry about the matter then sad
"I'll be fine if I dont go then
we'll surely be sent to an orphanage!"
A small yawn uttered from behind Erik.
He turned to the side a bit and hanging on his back was a tired Alen.
Erik whos back was growing tired shifted Adem so he was holding him.
"what about Alen huh? ever think
about that" Erik snapped
Espa sollomly closed his eyes and turned
arround "You'll all be fine"
No words were spoken as he began to walk
off to get ready until he was barley out of ear-shot.
A very hard attempted voice, one near
tears, and one that had never been heard speaking words before but
couldent be mistaken who it was called out "...ezz...ba?"
Espa turned arround. Erik,Samuel,and
Paul all looked at Alen
Espa droped his stuff and ran back to
his brothers. He had to go, he was going to go, but that didnt mean
he wanted to.
Then something Espa, or none of the
other Robas for that matter expected happened
Alen handed Espa his stuffed animal dog. The
one he took everywhere and had a fit if someone should so much as try
to touch it.
Espa tried to hand it back to him but Alen just pushed it back saying only one word but it hit Espa like he had just told him the meaning of life
"Ezba"
Espa smiled weakly. Not beacause he was
sad. Not that he wasnt. but beacuse he was trying to keep from crying
like he was on the inside as he walked off with his stuff, his self,
and most inportantly to him Alens raggy dog.
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Awwww man when i wrote this i was
crying and in histroy class too. My teacher was like "I didnt
relize you were that emotional about the Cubans" Cause we were
talking about the Spanish American war and I was all "ITS NOT
THE DARN CUBANS...as much as I love Ricky ITS NOT THE CUBANS!"
and she was all 0o''''