Downtown

chapter 2: Death

Walking back home something just didn't seem right once I turned the corner I in fact knew something wasn't right running to the already open door I couldn't believe the feeling that was running through my veins.  Panic it was definitely panic.

I ran up the stairs screaming ,"Mom, Kayla, where are you guys!" every step that I took made my heart beat out of my chest(it was not a good feeling ) when a door is left open around here you know its never good. I made it to my sisters purple painted room opening her door there was no one to be found. I shuffled down to my mothers room pausing for a second not wanting to see behind the door because it might change everything. Slowly opening the door I see feet draping over the bed I just prey there sleeping yeah maybe they're just sleeping right! right.

"Mom" I say moving closer to the bed I shook her but she didn't move her body was still warm. The first tear fell down my face and more followed. It was as if someone was stabbing me in the chest repeatedly. I slowly walked to the bathroom where my sister lied on the ground in her own blood. That was like a final straw I cradled her in my arms crying until the cops arrived. What am I suppose to do now? There is no where for me to go ,this is where I belong. 

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Now here I am sitting in the police station waiting for them to arrange me to be with family or go to a foster home. I couldn't get the tears to stop I didn't want them to stop. I wish I was there to stop it from happening or to die with them. Why do I have to be the alive one it isn't right?

" hey everything is going to get better come with me." the nice lady in her deep blue police uniform spoke to me trying to make me feel a tad bit better(of course it wasn't working ).

She continued with her words ," You have a grandmother  that lives out here from your father side ,we tried to set you up with your mother side grandmother but she died about a year ago." 

I only nodded I didn't really care about the details at this moment so I just got up and followed her so she could take me wherever I really didn't care at the moment.

I watched the trees and different little buildings pass me in a blur. All I could do was stare its still impossible that this is happening right now I  was just talking to both of them they left me without a word there was no warning in a instant some stranger ended my life along with my family. I would say it took all about 20 minutes from the station to my current destination a project style house with a white fence that had paint rusting off of it. We walked to the door with me lagging behind drying my eyes. The officer knocked on the white door.  A older lady opened the screen door and afterwards opened the white door.

"How may I help you?" she asked with one eyebrow raised and her hands on the hips of her blue pants. The lady had healthy and thick blond died hair. Her skin looked smooth as ever something I wished I inherited  .

The officer took the chance of answering," Well ma'am this young lady lost her mother and sister today and its still under investigation , may I come in and tell you the rest?"

The lady looked at her as if she was stupid and ignorant ," No you can tell me from out here strangers have no place inside my god given home." oh so she is that type of person; just my luck.

The officer kept her real emotion hidden or she just didn't seem to care about the previous statement ,"ok well this young lady right here is your granddaughter, and she needs to stay with you until she turns 18." I just looked out into the atmosphere , you could call it being aware of my surroundings something I learned living out here all my life.

"well sweetie come on in , and thank you officer you have a good night." I tuned back in just in time to hear the welcome.

I entered the house, it looked really kept up and cleaner then the apartment.

" hey baby I am so sorry let me show you your room, I know your tired so maybe we can do all the introductory stuff  tomorrow."

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Its funny how things can change for you in a blink of an eye, how your life turns stereotypical just that easy. Maybe one day we wont be afraid to walk out the house or leave our love ones. We wont have to get scared when they are late by some time because we know they will make it home. Maybe one day we can stop digging holes for our dead family. Maybe one day...