I'm here for you

Chapter 4

        I hopped on my skatebaord, and prayed to God that I wouldn't fall off this time. For a while we just awkwardly skated in silence, until we got to the park. I pushed my skateboard to the side, and ran to the rusty swings. Eli sat down next to me, and pushed his feet under the dry, and dusty mulch. 

        Yesterday I hadn't gotten to realise how beautiful the park actually was. Surrounding the swings. slides, seesaws, and rock walls was a wooden border that would come up to about my ankle if I was standing. Then there was patches of flowers any shape, size or color you could imagine, and they smelled even more amazing than they looked. Then dotting the field of flowers were a couple trees. 

        It amazed me, on how an old, run down park could be this beautiful, and why there was never anybody else here. 

        For a moment, I forgot about Oklahoma, and eveything that heppened there. I was pulled back into reality by Eli talking. 

        "Where are you from?" He asked

        I thought about telling him, but quickly decided against it. Talking about Oklahoma would make me too sad.

        "I don't really like to talk about it," I told him. 

        "Well what's your favorite movie?" He asked. 

        "Don't have one." I replied honestly, he looked at me with confusion. "Movies are horrible. They never stick to the book, or the ruin what you have imagined it to be like while reading."

        He laughed at my response. Everyone always did. Who doesn't like movies? They would say. 

        "What's your favorite book then?" He asked. 

        "It's called paradise, It's not published though." I said.

        Jack wanted to be an author, and wrote so many books, and short stories that I lost count, but my favorite was Paradise. 

        It was about a girl who always was different from everybody else, but in a good way. She saw things in a different light. If one of her classmates saw a penguin, she saw self confidence. A penguin would always be called a bird, but never able to fly, but never upset about this disadvantage, they were confident about their difference. I always looked up to the girl in that book.

        "How did you read it if it wasn't ever published?" Eli asked.

        "Someone I know wrote it." I smiled, proud of my brother.

        "Someone you know can write that well?" He asked.

        I nodded. 

        After that we just talked for a while, until it started to get dark outside. I skated to my house, and waved goodbye to Eli. I walked into my house, and saw my mom, and dad watching the TV.

        "Meg, you need to get your school stuff ready for tomorrow." My mom said as i walked into the room. 

        "Okay." I agreed, as I grabbed my school supplies my mom bought, and walked to my room.

        I got my pink messanger bag styled backpack out of my closet, and put in all of the supplies that I would need. Then I got my jean shorts, Arctic Monkeys T-shirt, and red flannel, and put it on my desk, so I would see it tomorrow. 

        I put on sweatpants, and a white T-shirt with a penguin on it, and layed down. I fell asleep thinking about how school would go.