CWWC Entry #2: The Fate Of A Hero

Hello Everyone!:D

Here’s entry #2 for CWWC (Loren, I used all three prompts)!  And just to let you guys know, it’s pretty sad… 😥


“Dad! You’re home!”  I squealed, rushing out onto the front porch and into his arms.

“Hey Sweetheart!  How’s my girl?”  He embraced me.

“I’m great!”  I smiled broadly, pulling him into the house.

We closed the door quickly behind us, as to not let the frigid temperatures enter our home and the warmth to escape.  My Dad set his leather suitcases at the bottom of the stairs by the doorway, and allowed me to drag him into the living room and onto the couch.

“So?”  I persisted.

“So, what?”  He questioned with mock confusion.

“So, how did your trip go?”  I exploded out of itching curiosity, bouncing with excitement.

“It was good.”  He replied simply.

“And…?”  I continued to persist.

He laughed while he ruffled my shoulder length, coffee colored hair.  “Ah, Reese.  You know that I can’t tell you anything.  All the information is confidential.”

I crossed my arms with a disappointed sigh.  “Yes, Sir.”

He took my hands in his.  “Sweetie, I know it’s hard, but just be patient.  You’ll be working for the Secret Service sooner than you know it.”  He tried to encourage me.

“Dad.  I’m fourteen and only in ninth grade!  I still have three more years before I can even go to college!”  I stated sadly.  “I’m tired of staying here by myself while you get to take on all of the action!”

He ran his fingers through his dark hair.  “Reese, some things we just can’t help.  And as for you staying here alone most of the time, well, you’ve been doing a great job of taking care of yourself.”  His eyes clouded.  “I know you miss your mom, Reese.”

“I miss her too.” I buried my head in his shoulder, trying not to cry.


A few years had passed.  I was seventeen now.  A lonely, broken, seventeen year old girl, who watched each day pass by in a haunting daze.

Even though I try to pretend that the day never existed, I can never seem to forget that bright, spring morning that turned into the darkest gloom that I had ever known.  The morning that two Secret Service agents showed up on my doorstep and told me that my Dad wasn’t coming back.  He had been shot.  I was now all alone in the world.

Only days later, the family of an agent that had been one of my Dad’s closest friends, voluntarily took custody of me and welcomed me with open arms.  Yes, I was grateful, but it wasn’t the same.  It would never be.  Now all I want to do is to box up all of the bad and painful memories and never open them back up.


I was in twelfth  grade now.  Soon I would be taking on the world and living the dream I’d had since I was nine years old-to be a Secret Service agent like my dad.


I sat in my hard, wooden desk after school one day, bleakly looking out the window at the snow that had just minutes ago begun to fall.


“Reese?” My friend Allison placed her hand gently on my shoulder.  “Are you ok?”

I sighed shakily.  “Yeah.  I’m fine.”

She sat down in a desk across from me, and after several minutes asked, “You’re scared…aren’t you?”.

I jerked my head around to look at her, looking at a face so full of sympathy that I could barely stand it.

“Why should I be?”  I asked. My voice slowly raising.

“Well…”  She hesitated.  “I don’t know exactly.  It’s just that ever since your dad-”

I shot up from my seat.  “Well, you know what, Allison?  My dad was a hero!  But he’s not here anymore.  I have to take his place.  I need a hero.  And it seems that I’m going to have to be my own!”  I replied defiantly.


“So that’s why your afraid…you’re afraid of the fate of a hero?”  She questioned with a level voice.

“No, I’m not afraid!”  I lied.

And with that, I picked up my books and stormed out of the room.





6 thoughts on “CWWC Entry #2: The Fate Of A Hero

  1. Woah… THAT WAS REALLY GOOD. 😀 I loved that. 😉 Well, I also didn’t like it at all, but I think you know what I mean. xD XD
    P.S. Just so you know, you have until 8:00 tonight to enter your BIBPC photo for category 7. 😉
    P.P.S. Have you read the Mysterious Benedict Society? One of the characters sounds a bit like Reese. 😀

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    1. Aw, thanks Megan!:D Yeah, lol!! xP
      Oh, thanks so much for reminding me! I’ll have it up in a few minutes!:D
      I’ve heard of it but haven’t read it. Cool!! I need to read it sometime!:D


      1. 😀
        Well, thanks again! I’m sorry that I wasn’t able to get up most of my entries before the deadline, but I really did enjoy BIBPC!!(It’s up, btw)

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