Yesterday was one of the worst days I have had in the last month. It was Alexanders funeral. exactly one month ago from today my brother was in a car bombing. There was not much left for the fire department to save. So, I his younger sister by two and a half minutes had to give a speech about what he was like as a person and his life. Once my speech was over, everyone started to leave as the pastor said the final prayer for my brother.
I'm currently sitting in Alex's room crying when our parents came in. They told me that they talked to my aunt Dee and uncle Giovanni about me going back with them to Seattle in the U.S.A since we live in Italy. "NO, I'm not going" I screamed the first part, whispering the last part. you could see the anger in their eyes from me yelling at them but they kept calm. "it's not up for discussion Abigail" Mom said sternly trying not to scream. After they left I started crying even harder than before. After an hour I was barely awake because of how exhausted I was from not sleeping. After a few minutes everything went black.
The next morning I wake up in my bed with a notification on my phone from Dad saying I'm leaving with my aunt and uncle tomorrow morning. I didn't want to get up but knew if I didn't I would be in more trouble than I already am with my mom. I get up and go into the bathroom to pee and shower. After forty-five minutes I have finished my cry in the shower and now I have to act like everything is perfectly fine. I don't even try to smile as I walk downstairs to the kitchen to see my cousins, aunt and uncle staring at me. they all get up and hug me telling me the move will be good for me and I get a fresh start. So I go upstairs into my room and start packing after I'm done with my things I head to Alex's room to grab a few of his hoodies and shirts so its like he is with me. By the time I'm finished lunch and dinner has passed and it is close to bedtime. I bring my stuff to the door and go back up ignoring everyone trying to talk to me. I get to my room and lock the door while crawling in bed and crying myself to sleep. I wake up from a nightmare and realize it is four thirty in the morning. So, I get up and get dressed to sneak out my window. Once I get to the place I look around making sure no one is around.
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Something in the Orange
Teen Fictionwhen I looked to the sky, I saw him smiling down at me through the orange clouds.
