Skylar Miller was only ten years old when everything began to fall apart. First, it was the quiet disappearances-one sibling at a time-until only three of her siblings remained in her life. Then came the accident, a day that left her with more than...
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| Skylar Miller |
Around 3-4 years ago
"I know I can't change the past, but sometimes, I wish I could. I wish I could change how I handled it then, because I know now how much it had hurt me. If I had tried to get away, maybe I would have been different to who I am today"
It was cold. I was dressed in multiple layers, but like that would ever matter, but it was worth to note. It was worth noting how cold I was, because it would take away from just how cold I had become. I never thought it was possible that someone could be so cold, but maybe that was just the way I felt, knowing that most of my siblings weren't living here anymore.
Christmas was coming, and it would be the first one that we were spending with just the two brothers that were either side of me, and Shane. Shane would be working for the most part, but he was still going to be here when we woke up, to give us our gifts, and to take the pressure off Noah from constantly running this house while he wasn't here.
I knew that Noah was trying to get a job, but it was hard, when you were known for what we were known. We were known for being unreliable, and being quick to pack our things and leave without a trace. We were seen as people you couldn't trust, just from the way in which our sibling had left us.
I shivered, constantly keeping an eye on my surroundings, as one of my brothers pulled me closer to them. I couldn't feel the warmth, as the shadows were scaring me. I could hear the waves crashing down further, wishing that I could be as happy as they were. Normally, thinking of the waves and the beach, would calm me, but I felt wide awake tonight.
Maybe it was because I was so cold, and that I knew the babysitter had left hours ago, even when we had begged her to stay because our brother wasn't going to be home until the early hours of the morning, and we couldn't sleep alone, was keeping me up. I knew my brothers could easily sleep, but it was me, who needed someone else to be here, that I knew would be awake for most of the night, to be able to go to sleep.
It was some old habit I had developed from a young age, and Riley used to help me with that, until he left just over a year ago. Everyone had started to follow, leaving with me just Noah and Luke, and they tried, but it wasn't the same. It would never be the same. I would never be the same after this night.
Hearing a turn of a key in the lock on the front door, would forever haunt me. I wouldn't know it, but it would haunt me. Laughter followed, but I took no notice. I lay dead still, between my brothers, trying to even out my breathing the best that I could. Shane had told us, after everyone had cleared out, who had keys to the front door. Not the back door, side door, garage, just the front door and the front door only.
