🥀~Bittersweet Tragedy~🥀

Chapter 5

    I walked down the block towards my house. Today has been a really weird day, I've had weird days in the past but nothing like this. But as weird as today might have been, I'm glad it led to me finally going inside the forest. Being in there really felt special even if I couldn't fully understand most of the things that happened. I still wouldn't change that moment, I wouldn't mind reliving it over and over again.

    Passing by the same houses, naked trees and scenery I stopped my daydreaming and focused on what my next move was going to be since the forest decided that I was going to the dance. I figured that Aunt Claire would be up this late so it would most likely be best to sneak in through the back of the house. I should be able to get into the house through my window so I won't have to deal with Claire. I finally made it to my house and noticed the lights in the living room were on–Aunt Claire. Just as I predicted it. It's always the same with her, she hasn't had a job for almost two years. Now she just decays in the living room while she drinks and watches either her tv shows or the daily news. If she even catches a glimpse of me or hears me, she takes out her sorrows and anger at me.

    I slowly and quietly make my way towards the back of the house. Passing through mountains of trash bags filled with empty beer bottles, I carefully watched my step, not wanting to alarm my aunt or give her a reason to come outside. After what seemed like forever I finally made it to my window. I slowly lifted it up and one leg after another I climbed my way inside. After closing it behind me, I cautiously walked across my room to turn on the lights, everything was exactly where I left it this morning. I instantaneously made my way towards my nightstand and checked my alarm clock– 8:13pm, the prom starts at 9:00pm. I have about an hour to get myself ready.

    I threw my backpack on top of my bed and headed towards my closet, digging deep into the depths of clothes. I had to see if I could find anything that was 'prom appropriate.' I thought about maybe doing a two piece type of attire but the only skirt that I had was made out of denim. I couldn't go to prom with a denim skirt! Like a lunatic I threw my clothes all around my room making it a bigger mess than before. I searched desperately to see if I could find anything appropriate for the dance, but alas nothing. I couldn't find anything. All of this was last minute, if I would have just made the decision to go to prom sooner I probably could have headed towards the mall to find a dress.

    I ran my hands through my hair, feeling frustrated for the millionth time today. I didn't think about my wardrobe, if I would have just thought this more through I wouldn't have wasted time being selfish and running into the forest for hours and hours. I laid flat on the ground emotionally feeling defeated once again today. "What would mom do in this situation?" I asked myself. After some time it finally hit me, mom was the answer! I turned my body around on the ground and crawled my way under my bed feeling my way around for a handle. Sure enough I end up finding it and started pulling the heavy chest from underneath my bed and opened it. After both of my parent's deaths, I collected a few things that belonged to them before Aunt Claire could sell the rest of their things for extra cash. Inside layed old photos of my parents happily being together in their highschool years, a few of my dad's swimming medals, my mother's drawings and watercolor paintings of my father and I, my dad's Oakwood high sports jacket and just underneath it my mother's prom dress.