A Monsters Obsession

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I couldn't quite grasp the saying of 'things happen for a reason'.

It just seems as if it's an excuse for why horrible things happen, and people can't comprehend big people emotions.

Here's another 'when life gives you lemons, make lemonade!' Okay, well then what do you tell someone when they're dad, brother and little sister died because you asked them to be thirty minutes early to your ballet recital ?

And there were the crickets everyone was waiting for.

It was a normal exciting Friday evening when it had happened.

I was simply rehearsing backstage for my juilliard audition.

my own contemporary piece, making sure my hair was pinned tight, outfit wasn't wrinkled, I even put on black lipstick for the event.

When I got onto the stage disappointment set into my loins when I seen more than half my family missing.

' keep it together Matty'

I didn't miss a single twirl, pirouette, nor plié. I was perfect, for once I had felt like it was all just about me. Until reality set in when exiting the stage my sobbing mother, and two police men were waiting for me.

The officers were reassuring my wailing mother, yet nothing could fix the broken sounds escaping her mouth. We had found out there was a drive by shooting at the local 7/11. dad was dead on the scene, Sophie my seven year old sisters coronary artery was severed so she was also dead on the scene.but My 22 year old brother Jackson was in a coma for three days before the doctor pronounced him braindead

Death is awkward to say the least, the conversations leading up to the funeral and the grieving afterwards is just plain awkward.

I guess my mother felt the same since she up and moved us six states away, just so we can stay around family.

Or what's rather left of our family.

So just like any good daughter I stood by my mother's side, as she knocked on the the door to the home in front of us. I've been here a total of twelve times in my life, mainly because I wasn't a huge fan of small towns, and some horrible trauma.

What I remember of Elena and Jeremy Gilbert is they were always just...too cool, if that makes sense. Elena was THAT girl, you know, the girl who you wish you were. Super hot boyfriend since middle school, hell she is even on the cheer squad.

Jeremy however he was a different kind of cool than Elena was, Jeremy was more grunge and dabbled into drugs every now and then so I've heard. But to an extent, I kind of understand why.

Elena and Jeremy's parents died around a year ago, and the last time I seen them was at my dad and siblings funeral. Neither came up to me to which I was grateful of on that day..no one really acknowledged me, not that I blame them.

When the door opened mom and I were greeted by those kind hazel eyes.

"Melissa!" Jenna greeted bringing her sister into a hug.

"Oh jen" mom sighed happily into my aunt's shoulder, I slightly tuned them out caressing 'to kill a mockingbird ' in my hand. This book was a comfort for me in my most vulnerable moments, my dad had bought it to me for my thirteenth birthday.

He always said if I ever felt like I'm slipping away from making good choices, read until I couldn't remember the bad ones.

"Matilda" Jenna smiled snapping me out of my slight daze.

"Matty" I corrected shutting my book. "It's nice to see you again aunt Jenna" I smiled her face scrunched slightly but waving it away.

"It's nice to see you too!" Jenna stated happily bringing me into an unexpected bone crushing hug. "And hear you, and feel you. When did you get so cuddly" she rocked us side to side as I stood stiff in her arms.