ZIRA

Tears fell down my face again today, and I hated it. Stupid emotions were taking over everything. I looked at my parents as if they were crazy. I have been preparing for this day for months, and now this.  

"This is not fair," I whined at my parents. "Please just talk to him and see if he'll let me go." 

My mom rubbed my back as Lisa put another plate of food before me. I pushed it out of the way. I wasn't in the mood for food.  

"For the last time, I'm not hungry."

"That's a first," my brother laughed, trying to lighten the mood, and one glare...