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=EXPOSITION/INCITING INCIDENT=

The look of fear came over my mother's face as she said the last words"Go, run protect yourself, Boom the triger was pulled and the gun went off" There I was running away from my mother laying on the ground suffering to stay alive, the Russians had my fater captured, he tried to get away but they forced him to give up his land but he refused too. They shot him in his face, it was bloody, I couldnt stand it. I ran for my life. The Russians called out loud "Get him". I ran and ran I didn't look back, I didn't stop, I ran for my life. I ended up on a dirty street, it was called Zoya street it was dirty because of the smoke, it had dead bodies and blood all over the place. The Russians had came to take our land from us. My head is hurting my body is shaking I dont no what to do. Im only six years old, I lost my family, the only people I had. Now I have to stay strong with nobody with me and survive by myself. I hear everyone screaming in pain from the bombs and gun shots, it makes me scared, there is blood everywhere. I need my family to protect me, I need them, I can't survive by myself. Now the screaming stuck in my head, how could this be true, why would this happen to me? There no place to go i'm very hungry, my stomach hurts. I'm picturing my mom setting up the table handing everyone biscuits and sweet apple pie, baked right out of the oven, I smell the juicy apple taste running through my nose to my stomach. My mother, father and I were so close, we always spent time together and played games. Without them my life is not complete they where the other half of me. So now I have decided to walk around loking for food to eat and water to drink. Finnaly I have found some thing to eat in a small abandoned store the one thing I found was a small piece of bread. I also found a dead horse behind a house that had been shot. The bread that i took didnt fill me up, im still very hungry and food is becomeing extinct.

=RISING ACTION= As I was looking for more food on the streets, I saw a older girl taking food from inside a store. I heard bottle shake and crash on the floor. I grabbed the older girl and hid behind a shelf because Russians didnt want us having food. Russians ran into the store and started screaming " Whose here? get out now." We stayed silent behind the shelf and waited for the Russians to leave. 'C-r-e-e-k, the door shut.

" Why are we hiding behind this shelf?" the older girl asked. I thought in my head Why did I save her, I almost risked my life. She looked about twelve years old and she had brown dirty hair. "Hello, can you answer my question." "Because if I didn't grab you, you would of been shot, dead. "The Russians don't want us to steal food because they want us TO DIE of stavation." " Thankyou that is very kind!" said the older girl "How old are you little kid?" ask the older girl "I am six years old I have no family I DONT EVEN REMMEMBER MY NAME because of how hard i hit my head." " Oh GOSH I am twelve years old I have no family even before this happened i had nobody with me, I dont even have a name." " Well, I can give you a name." " Okay, pick anything," "Im thinking back to the life before this terrible thing. I remmeber my moms name but not mine. I loved my mom and her name. She has passed away and i think you should be named after her." "ohh okay, whats her name?" "Zoya." "Zoya, that is a pretty name.Well, since you dont even remember your own name, can I give you a name?" "Yeah sure, give me a name that fits me." "Since you have blonde hair and bright blue eyes, im going to name you Ethel." said Zoya " Why Ethel." " Well, because I went to a Baker Shop a guy that worked their was named Ethel. He always use to give me food, he gave me food for free and gave me some money, he was like my father." "I liked that name, it means alot to me." I said " Do you know what is happening?" I said "Well, it has been about a week of horror. People have been dying from starvation and Russians killing them. It is all because of the mean horrible Russians. They are only doing this just for our land. I was walking down Clitchen ave. I saw this family of a mother, father and a young boy about three years old the parents looked really hungry. I walked right passed them because I was very hungrey too, so I ran to go get food. I got food from Bakery down the rode from the family. I walked back and saw that the young boy wasn't their. There was blood on the ground, they started moaning and crying and blood was on their face. "That is terribale,!" Ethel said. "Yes i know its a terribal thing that is happening right now." "Where are we going to sleep tonight?"Zoya asked. "Well the stores arent occupied anymore, no one owns them, we can sleep in one." Zoya said. "OKay," I headed down the street with Zoya looking for a place to go tonight. It took a while to find a place that people werent sleeping in already, but we did come across one place. It was a old small store that sold Old furniture, there were acouple tables inside and some hand made quilts. We decieded to put the quilts on the tables and sleep there for the night. We wook up early and left the old store. First we had to look for food, Zoya and I were very hungrey and didnt feel that good. We went to the abanded bakery and took some bread. After we deciced to go look for land and water. While we were walk there were kids with no family they were sitting on the street about to die. Zoya really wanted to help them, so she asked if they wanted to come along with us in search for land and water. We gathered up 10 kids from age 3-8 they were very helpfull. On the long trip they would help carry things and help find food. It was very dark and we were still searching for food, land, and water. As we were walking there were big bushed and trees, I wanted to see what was on the other side. I went behind a tree and Zoya followed. Zoya was carrying a blond little girl that was 3 years old, she sliced her foot open on a side of a fence that we tried to get across to get here. The little girl name was Fridgle she was very sweet a d cute, everytime she smiled her cheecks turned rosey red. Her eyes were green like forest trees. Comming across the other side of the bushes and tress, there was a big open green feild with a big rock. I ran closer and saw that it was a medium size cave. "Should we stay here for the night?" Ethel ask "Yes, it would hold up for the storm, the sy is dark and black too." " Their goin to be a storm?" ask Fridgle "Yes, it will be alright." As we walk in it is very dark and humid. Ethel gathered stones, rocks and weed to make a fire. Zoya got rock and a pieces of wood and carved bowls for food. After Ethel made the fire he went to go hunt, on the way he found a sharp ax that help him kill animals. He went to this lake in the woods that had fish to eat. Ethel, caught fish with his bair hands.

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=FALLING ACTION=

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