My family and friends back home think I am a traitor." What do you think?" I asked. She looked at me with an odd expression. "Do you feel like a trait...r." I had a really terrible choice. Tell the Russian thugs who had their missile, or allow radical thugs to have a huge weapon with unthinkable possibilities. No matter what I chose to do, somebody would see it as wrong. It was wrong to allow mass destruction, and wrong to betray my own people to strangers. In the end I chose humanity over lesser. I knew I was taking a risk being this far from the safety of my room, but I knew no one in my family would be there for hours. Suddenly I heard a knock on the door. I froze with excitement and fear. The only way to my room was by the door someone was knocking on. I sat on the couch waiting to see if they would go away, but the knocking continued. My clothes were down stairs, and my parents room was locked, so I grabbed my others sister terry cloth robe and took off the dress. I placed it back. The water was in my eyes, so that I didnt see Sasha until she tapped my shoulder. I turned around and stare at her. She giggled, then SASHA!! I yelled. WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING??!! She tripped backwards, suddenly scared, and I caught her, feeling her soft flesh press against my hands. I almost threw her out. GET DRY, AND GET OUT!!! I shouted, and closed the curtain behind her. I was shaking with something that I guess was shock, and I could hear Sasha sobbing as she left. I felt really. "The same way I don't want to turn into Derrick Driller. She made fast friends with Sarah and Allie. Actually, I think you and Rachelle will, too, once you meet them. Those two gave Shelly a bit of insight into the seedier side of the industry. I think that helped to slow her down. But this is a part of her personality that she wants to explore. We can't stop her." I know it," Mary said. "And I know I'm not her mother or her big sister. What I was getting at is this. If she thinks she needs to.