PAID

Gabby buried his face in his hands and started to tear up. Memories of his past surged back.

His mother frantically shoved him into the wardrobe to shield him from the armed men who barged intothe room. Her clothes were torn in the struggle, and there was blood everywhere.

His dad, a reporter, lay lifeless on the floor with his glasses askew. The study was a mess.@@novelbin@@

Finally, the principal found him and carried him out of the wardrobe. He remembered his mother’sscreams echoing from behind.

Gabby turned pale as he murmured, “Mom, no! No!”