Jake, brave, pitiful, and older than his years, gazed down at his starving family. His mother had passed on a few months ago, and her dying wish was that the family stay together. Jake knew the foster system; it was unlikely that they could all stay together, especially with his track record with the law. Yet, he knew that they would not survive long without more food and money. He felt torn between fulfilling his promise to his mother and that other promise he made, the promise to himself. He had vowed to change his life when his mother was diagnosed with cancer. Stealing would fulfill her promise (as long as he didn't get caught) but break the promise to himself that made him a new man. This new man cared for his siblings; what would happen to his family if he became a thief?
Hope I Helped!
Answer:
"A Fortunate Mistake"
"Hello" I said when I answered my phone
"Hi, is this the su***de hotline?" The stranger said. He sounded like he was crying.
"No. This isn't but maybe I can help?" I said. Worried.
"N-No sorry. I'm sorry for bothering you Ma'am" He said.
Maybe I should try to keep him on the phone. Try to see if I can help him.
"It's okay. What's your name?" I said.
"M-my name is Joey" He said still sounding like he's crying.
"Hi Joey. My name is Lizzie. Where are you from?" I said trying to distract him from whats making him cry.
"I-I'm from L-Liverpool" he said stuttering.
"Oh! I'm from Liverpool too!" I said excitedly trying to make him feel better.
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This is all I could think of try to think of how to continue this. And I know it's not that great. <em>
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