Lula McIntyre

A Unique Hero

“You smell like deodorant,” my cousin looked up at me and laughed with glossy eyes as we all gathered in a group hug outside my house. The three of us are like peas in a pod, we basically do everything together and in a time of need, there's nothing more important. We walked up the pavement that led to my house, my aunt following closely behind us. Walking through the front door felt weird and wrong,. It was as if a part of me was scared to be there.