Amnesia

The Ending of My Story

So, ending are hard.
Trust me, I know.
For years, I wanted to forget finding Lucy hanging.
Clara wanted to forget her mum and dad.
We all want to forget things.
But, it seems that they change you, right? Like, Amy and I got closer, which helped the chances of Amy dating Ashton.
(You're welcome, mate.)
But, here's what happens afterwards:
Aubrey dates Calum.
Michael was still single.
Ashton and Amy were still together.
Clara became a legal adult and never had to see the face of her dad or Marcus again.
And my face?
I have a scar on my forehead.
I guess Marcus was wearing a ring.
But, nothing else exciting happened.
My life was never exciting until Clara.
But I know you can't leave without this story.

One night, I was sleeping.
Then I heard a crash from my bathroom.
For the first time in so long.
Quietly, so I wouldn't wake up Ashton, I climbed down from my bunk and opened the door quickly.
Clara was wearing a black hoodie.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"Making things exciting."
I smiled.
"Let me get dressed."
No, we didn't go to Sky Tower.
We went to an old ran down house in town.
It was empty and broken.
"This house use to have a family," Clara explained. "A home with people. The Newtons. But, then the daughter killed herself, the mother got depressed and lost her job and started to drink. The dad slept around. Soon, they divorced. The son was so depressed by it all, he followed his sisters footprints."
She pointed to Sky Tower.
"Jumped right off. The mom lost her home, I don't know where she is. And the dad was with a hooker and got arrested."
"How do you know this?" I asked.
"The mother and father? Their names were Molly and Sawyer. The mother was my aunt. My mother's sister. This is how she went to Australia every year. I knew about it all. I came to the house to see where my mum went every summer as a kid. See if I could-I don't know-feel her?
And now my story ends.
I have my miracle. That's all you need to know.