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“MOTHER! Oh mama where are you!!” the little girl called out.

“Yes, Sabrina?” I called over to her.

The little girl is 3 now, her name is Sabrina. I guess you could say I'm her mother but my name is Ada. I am her older sister and her only family. Our last family member was our father who was shot and killed a year ago. That was when I was 16, now I'm 17 and have taken for the past year focused on a plan for Sabrina and have won custody and all of my rights at an early age to survive. It is Sabrina that keeps me from tracking down our fathers murder. As long as she is here, she is first above any priorities I may have.

Sabrina runs up to me with her arms out and I lift her high into the air nuzzling her cheek like our mother did to her when she was born. My dream is for Sabrina to have a wonderful life, very much different from now. I would have given her up if it were not for the man tracking us down. We live in a gang town down deep in Pennsylvania. If you look at someone wrong, good chances are you will die, and your family next. There's more to my fathers death, it wasn't accidental and his murderer means to kill the entire family, the last being the two of us.

“Sabrina go and get ready for school now.”

“Okay mother..” she skips lightly to her part of the room. All I can afford is a small apartment in a run down alley way just out side of town. It has two rooms one a bedroom and bathroom, and the other a living room/ kitchen/ dinning room. Both rooms very small but fit our few necessities. Sabrina comes our of her corner dressed and ready. She runs to me proud. I laugh lightly and pick out an outfit that actually matches. Then I get our only comb out and brush through her light blond curls. She looks up at me with her blue eyes twinkling. We typically get our clothes from a near by shelter but this dress I got her last Christmas for her present, and she loves it dearly.

When she is all ready she jumps onto my leg and wraps her little arms and feet around holding on tightly. I scold her gently telling her not to jump around in her best dress. She obeys and looks up at me, seeing that I'm not really angry. She always seems to know when she looks at my own blue eyes, like they smile at her. I get down on my knee and and place her on top of the other knee. She tugs at my un-kept waves of dirty blond colored hair. She hates to see it not combed so I quickly brush it out. She smiles patting it like a puppies fur. “Go?” she asked in her childish and bold voice. I know one day she will grow to have a different future than me. Her voice says it all, she will be tough and outspoken enjoying life! Unlike mine, quiet, often right but never heard. My destiny is to quietly endure the hardest things in life with out complaints hoping to make Sabrina's come true.

“Yea, time to go.” I tell her. She jumps down off my knee and runs to the door dragging her step stool and unlatching the 6 different kinds of locks. All but one where I pull out my secret key and look through the peep hole checking the coast and then flip the lock open, replacing my key where it stays hidden. I put my hand down and Sabrina grabs it. “Got everything kiddo?” I asked her.

“Yup!” she states. With that said we walk out, I lock up and we walk down two blocks. After that point her little legs start stumbling and I grab her other hand, swing her into my arms like a cradle, and keep walking. We can't afford the bus fees every day to and from places so we get up early and get home late. Only 12 more blocks before we get her to school.

We are lucky, this is the closest we have lived to her school. I trudge on and realize that Sabrina is getting heavier, but luckily the bigger she gets the more she can walk, so it evens out. I glance behind us every few blocks to watch our tracks, making sure Sabrina will have no surprise visitors at school. Checking up every alley before we blindly walk past them we finally get to the day care school. It costs me a lot to send her there but its the safest place she could be at this time in her life, and I happily work 3 jobs to support that. She never complains about having to get up every day at 4, be at school by 6 and stay there till 7 and not get home till 8:30 everyday even on weekends.

I drop her off and we give each other a hug and a peck on the cheek, we always tell each other we love one another and we never say good bye, simply till next time. I leave through the back and walk down 3 more short blocks to my first job. I make it to the convenience store that I work at. Walking in I'm yelled at for being 2 minutes late. I explain there was a wreck I had to make a short detour and it cut out all of my spare time. He nods and walks away with a grunt. I quickly get my work uniform on and start doing my job. I can't loose any of my jobs or I won't be able to afford Sabrina's day care and our apartment. A man walks in and comes straight to the back walking up to me. A shiver runs up my back.