INTROVERT

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Something had to be going on. My parents have never been so nice to me. Not that I'm complaining, though I kind of am, but I knew something wasn't right and I wanted to know what. Full meals, treatment to scars, even a fair compliment once. But all this treatment wasn't worth my dying curiousity. I had to find out what's going on.

It took two weeks. One week and five days to be exact, but practically two weeks it took for them to finally spill it. All starting with one wakeup call. It was exactly 8:37 AM when I was awoken by someone stroking my head with their warm, bony, hand. It had to be my mother's. "Eda, wake up, daddy and I have a surprise for you." Surprise? Daddy? At this point I knew it was coming, the information I'd been dying to hear. "Eda." My dad spoke with him and my mother smiling at me. "As you know summer vacation is coming up-" Dangit. Last time I heard this it was right before I packed my bag to go to a feee summer camp. Sounds nice of the, right? Wrong. It wasn't even a camp, just an abandoned building around the corner filled with boxes, one labeled, "EVIDENCE." And that is the story of how I got my first detatched car stereo and blood-stained bag. But then, he continued. "And we've both decided to send you to a two year boarding school!'" They could obviously see my concerned expression, so they started back up again. It's just up North, up in Michigan. Here's where you'll be staying." They handed me the brochure that looked like it was years old. But I admit, the place did look pretty nice. Maybe my parents were finally starting to care for me a little more. Just the thought of that filled me with joy. I'd always seen the kids with perfect families on the TV shows Kinse and I always watch at his house. Wait, Kinse. How could I leave him behind? Neither of us surely werent popular kids, and we were always at each others' sides. I decided to leave that thought behind right now and just live in the fact that I finally have loving parents, and soon a beautiful place to stay. For the first time in, well, forever, I hugged my parents, and they hugged back, even tighter than I was. Finally after fifteen years, I actually have a nice life.