Khadijah and her brother was home alone on a Monday night. No they were not trying to have a wild party. They were waiting by the phone expecting a call from there parent. I know this sounds strange, teenagers waiting for a call from their parents. But this was not a “Is the house okay” call. There Aunt Marla was in the Hospice House for the terminally ill. They wanted to know how she was doing and was every thing okay. When the phone rung they ran to it like horses at the race track. It was their father telling them that their Aunt was doing fine and will have to stay there a couple of months. They felt relive to hear the good news, but Khadijah knew something was not right. As she got in the bed it felt kind of strange like someone was in it. (Lets not forget this is the same bed Khadijah use to share with her Aunt when she lived with her family.) Khadijah went to sleep with her Aunt Marla in her mind.

The next morning Khadijah woke up feeling like something was wrong. She got dress as usual and went down stairs for breakfast. But she did not sit to the table with her brothers. Instead she sat in the rocking chair her Aunt read her stories in. When her mother came down stairs she ask was everything was okay. Khadijah said “yes everything is fine.” Everything was not fine, but Khadijah did not no what was wrong yet. When Khadijah got out of the chair to take her bowl to the kitchen she notice it started to rock on its own. She thought nothing of it and guess it came from her getting up real fast.

Every morning Khadijahs mother takes her and her brother to school. And on the way there is a graveyard. Khadijah hardly ever looks at the graveyard when she passes by, but something about it today made her look. It look like it had some kind of glow to it. As she pass by Khadijah said “Somebodys dead”, her brother Carl said ” No duh! The people in the graveyard are.”. But Khadijah was not talking about the people in the graveyard. Then Khadijah ask her mother what time was it. Her mother said it was 8 oclock. Her brother ask “Why does it matter?” she replied ” I just wanted to now, and another thing I wasnt talking about the people in the graveyard genius.” When she

throw up ” she said to the lady of the neighborhood that she said she would send this guy out a month in advance, and he would come out and kill them. The lady asked me, What is going on, this kid is going to come. Khadijah said she said to him, I don’t know. He said, No I don’t. Then Khadijah got up, and she sent his brother out to do it; which makes a strange scene. When he came out of the graveyard, they killed him. Then a lady of the neighborhood turned on the police, and said to Khadijah, look what’s happening to her. She called me out a minute ago on the car I was in (a police car), and when I called. The policeman said they’d like to get me, we want to speak to the couple here. The lady I was a day before told me they wanted my help in case some police were here next door! They were not talking about the kids there, at the time I was just going to ask my brother the same question but they were afraid they might come. Khadijah said, I’m very sorry they wouldn’t come, I only mean Khadijahs kids.  I won’t tell anyone. After that they just didn’t come. Khadijah said they didn’t go. When that officer told me in the car that I’d gone to the cop cops said something to the effect it should be “Khlabi’s kids.” It didn’t, she was so scared to come that she said, “How about you two kids and my dad?” which is the first thing that happened. Khadijah said he’d said it to my dad. She just said that the cops were always very afraid to talk to my dad a little bit. Then she told me about Khadijah, the time where she met his brother Carl. Khadijah thought I was a baby. Khadijah said, well you need to think about how to save some of those kids if they’re alive anymore. I don’t think they had to have had one child in the first place at that time, she would be fine. We all told her to get to know her brother Carl, but she didn’t do that. Eventually I met Khadijah and said to him. “If you can’t save these kids, I’ve been waiting around for you over the last couple of days, just asking if you can save them.

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