The One Word Notebook

Chapter 2

 "Keira, wake up!"

"I'm not getting up."

"Yes you are! I'm leaving the house in 10 minutes, if you're not ready by then you have to bike to school."

I stay in bed. I have a plan. "Ok coming!" I lie. I move the duvet, making it sound like I got out of bed. I step around on my floor and open my closet.

"Keira, I'm leaving in 5 minutes!"

"I think I'll bike! I won't be ready in 5!" I yell down the stairs.

"Well in that case I'll just leave right now. Bye Keira!"

"Bye Dad!" I say.

He slams the door.

I sit back down on my bed and I do the strangest thing. I start studying the pattern on my duvet. White stripe, light blue stripe with yellow dots, lime green stripe, the bottom half of the duvet, deep purple. Unfortunately my head turns slightly to the left where my dresser is. And that's where a big, shiny picture of my Mom is. Framed in the nicest wood my Dad could find.

"Why? Why? Why did this happen!" I yell at the photo. "Why are you gone? Why you?"

 For a second I look at the actual photo. In the photo my Mom is standing in front of a windmill in Holland. Even though it was taken about 10 years ago, she doesn't, I mean didn't, look any older now. Her shoulder length brownish-blonde hair is blowing in the wind. But it doesn't look stupid, there are no strands of hair in her face or anything, it just looks nice. She has the biggest smile and she seems really happy. Mom is wearing a colourful knit top and a simple sliver locket necklace. She's holding the flag of Holland in her hand.

Looking at the photo, and I mean actually looking at the photo starts to calm me down. I quietly whisper to the photo, "I miss you so much! I wish you were here."

I crawl back into bed and fatigue comes over me.

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I moan into nothingness. I look at my purple clock; it's 11:30am. I wonder what my friends are doing at school right now? I think to myself. 11:30, right before lunch, on a Wednesday, probably in English with Mrs. K.

A suddenly jolt up. I'm hungry very hungry. I realize I haven't even had breakfast yet.

I pick up a hoodie from the floor and quickly put it on. As I run down the stairs Lily my dog barks at me as if "Where have you been?". I laugh. I guess there are still good things in this world.

"I been sleeping in, I'm not going to school today." I gently say."And what have you been up to Lily?"

She nuzzles my leg.

"You're a cute dog aren't you? You're a really cute dog. Come on let's have breakfast!"

As I sit down at our small kitchen table I look at Lily and say, "Do you know why bad things in life happen?"

No answer.

"I don't know either."

Crunch. I slowly eat my cereal, and think about the visit with my rehab specialist, Dr. Vmilo.

Why did I run away? I guess I was scared to answer the question.

The phone rings. It's Dad.

"Why aren't you at school? The secretary just phoned me to tell me that you are not there!"

"Why do you think Dad?" I ask.

"Keira, just because you don't feel like going to school doesn't mean you don't go to school, education is very important!"

"I think that's a little harsh Dad consedering what happened about, hmmm, let's see, oh right, five days ago!" I hang up.

Doesn't he understand? I guess not. He's so indifferent. He sure knows how to get people mad right at the perfect moment. I don't feel like fighting with my thoughts today so I start to walk up the stairs.

The phone rings again. I ignore it and keep walking up to my room. I sleep some more.

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Bang. Bang. Bang. Someone is knocking on the door.

I go downstairs and get it.

"Oh hi Emma!" I say delighted to see a friend.

"Hey I was just coming to bring your homework. The whole class thinks your're sick, and don't worry I didn't tell anyone. I'm so sorry and I hope you feel better tomorrow. Well ihave to go so see ya!"

"See ya!"

"Oh wait, the police knows who hit your mom in the car crash."

"Who?" I ask super inpaitently.

"I don't know who I just heard the principal telling Mrs. K "The police know who hit Keira's mom" I wanted to hear more but the principal turned around and looked straight at me as if "get out of here" so I ran out the door. I'll try to find more out for you ok?"

"Thanks."

"No prob."

I watch Emma zoom down the street on her bright orange bike and think about what she just said. I tell Lily what Emma told me. She barks. I say very, very angerly "That's right Lily, they know who hit Mom, I hope with all my heart they go to jail forever."

Author's Note:

Hey guys! Hoped you people liked the second chapter, and yes I will reveal who hit her mom in the car crash.:):):):):):):):)

I will try to update at least 2 times a week and I will try to make the chapters not to short like the first.

Make sure to keep voting, reading, and commenting!!!!

-13luckysportsEkM

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