Chapter 3

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Here I am, sitting on a plane that is taking me to my own personal hell. It's safe to say that I'm pretty upset right now. Not only did I loose my mom, now I lost my friends too. They promised to stay in touch but when you live thousands of miles away from someone, it makes it kind of impossible.

I can't believe I have to start over. New school, new house, new friends, new life. 

This sucks. 

Why couldn't Richard live in New Yersey? Why does he have to live far away from my home? That only makes me hate him even more than I already do.

The pilot announced a few minutes ago that we were getting close. He said we should be landing in about 30 minutes. Truth is, I don't ever want this plane to land. When I land I have to face Richard and I don't really think I'm ready for that.

I only know what he looks like from an old photo I had of my mom and him. It was from when they were two lovesick teenagers, they looked happy. My mom had given it to me when I was six. I kept asking about my dad so she gave me that photo. She told me that he loved me but he couldn't be with us. I didn't realize at time that it was a bunch of bullshit just to make me feel better. She was wrong though, in the end it only made me feel worse.

I ripped the photo to pieces when I turned fifteen last year. It was yet another birthday he didn't show up to. On every single one of my birthdays, when I would blow off the candles I would always wish for my daddy to come home. That was until I turned fifteen that I lost all hope. 


I have my eyes closed and my headphones in my ears until I feel a soft tap on my shoulder. I open my eyes to see the flight attendant staring at me. I take my left headphone off and  wait for her to speak.

''We are about to land, we need you to put on your seatbelt'' I nod at her and she gives me a small smile before leaving

I try to ignore the nervous feeling in my stomach as I put on my seatbelt. Why the hell am I so nervous? I open my purse to look for some gum and lean back on my seat.

I start chewing harder on my gum like my life depended on it once I feel the pressure on my ears. Couple minutes later, the pressure stops.

And so does the plane.

''Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to San Diego, California" The flight attendant announces through the microphone and my heart starts beating rapidly.

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