I was Thirthteen years old when I met my dreadful fate. My name Chenda Emi and I am a mute I can't speak But I hear and see you. I was born this way or so they tell me. But my parents never got into details about it. But please don't pity me yet there are more disasters in the world to care about and for me disasters should be my middle name. I was in a very happy family my father Bo Emi is a hard working construction worker who is in his fourty's. He has dark shaggy short brown hair, tan skin color big and tall also he is bit fatty mom makes the best food. He is serious but with a loving heart. While on the otherside my mother Ciabeth Emi is one the greatest stay at home mom ever she takes care of us which is the hardest job of all being a mother. She is in her thirty's now. She has long beautiful black straight hair, pale white skin tall and skinny. She is very bubbly and kind. I am also the youngest child. I have an older brother Chang Emi. When I was thirthteen my brother was sixteen and he was a high schooler. I looked up to my cool brother he was my role model. He has our mom's black straight hair but short. And my father's eyes dark blue. My brother was tan like father also serious with a kind heart. Though in school he was a bad boy. I remember from time to time my brother would sneak out. I would try to stop him from being a bad boy. But what he told me that day I won't forget "one day you will understand why",he said to me. I cherished those words even now. Just letting you know I am half korean and half american. My eyes are also blue just like Chang's we can be twins. But that same night I hear loud bangs coming from our front door. It echoed so loudly in this small home of ours. I opened the door and see this very torn apart sad cop. "Mam do you know Chang Emi? Is this his family home?",asked the cop. I nodded yes again. The cop stayed in our living room. While I went to look for my parents. My parents meet the cop. "Mam, Sir your son Chang Emi passed away. He was in a car accident. I am sorry for your loss,"he said very sad. The moment I heard my brother died I was in shock I could not scream all I could do is cry my heart out I felt like someone shot, stabbed and shed to pieces my heart. My parents screamed in agony in that moment I wished I was deaf too. I wanted to cut off my ears I just could not believe my brother was dead. One tragedy can change ones life in a moment. What will happen to my family in the future? I asked to myself.
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