Sarah Lee & Bobby Joe

My New Home

I woke up to smell of bacon. I sprung out of bed and flung my self through the hallways and down the stairs and to the kitchen table before I had noticed that the beautiful women standing in the kitchen was undoubtly not my mother. Then I remembered. The train wreck and everything. It had been a week and a day now that I had lost my only family that I knew. I started to sob a little and then yelled "I WANT MY MUMMY AND DADDY!!!!!!!" My Aunt Margret stopped cooking and ran over, dropped to her knees as salt watered tears began to develop in her eyes as well. We both stood there hugging and weeping. She was happy and sad. She had lost a sister, and brother-in-law in one day, and in a week gained a child to take care of. Mike came thundering down the stairs, "What happened? I heard a scream that i dont recognize." Then his eyes came upon us, she reached out an arm and hand. He smiled and began to tear up as well. We started to hugg for a couple of minutes in the middle of the kitchen floor, until it came to the point that the bacon that my Aunt Margret was cooking had started to burn. We, me and my uncle sat at the table while my Aunt Margret fixes the burnt food. We had two eggs, three pieces of bacon, to triangular toasts, and some orange juice for my uncle, coffe for my aunt, and apple juice for me. "I'm so proud that you talked baby. Umm...you do realized that you have to go to school when it comes back around....right?" My Uncle