04-03-2008

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I sat in the classroom. The teacher was talking about math or something. I wasn't paying attention. I was drawing sunshines and rainbows with my friend. But than someone knocked on the door. It was the big boss off the school.

"I am here to get you out of class"

He said while pointing at me. My friend looked confused as i grabbed my stuff and walked away.

"What is going on?"

I asked

"Your mommy is here to pick you up."

My mommy? But school isn't over yet.
She stood at the end of the hall with my brother by her side. He had a confused look. Also not knowing what's going on. I walked up to them and asked

"Mommy what's wrong?"

She didn't anwser and took my hand as we walked to the car. While we where driving home my brother and me gave eachother a confused look. Still not knowing what was wrong.
When we got home mommy asked us to go to our room for a second. We did what she told. I sat on the edge of my bed. I was so confused. Why had mommy tears on her face? Why can't we be downstairs and talk to her? What is going in here?

I was overthinking. I got up and walked to my brothers room. He also sat on the edge of his bed. He looked kinda angry but also confused

"Do you have an idea what's going in?"

I asked. He shook his head. I kneelded down on the ground. We both sat there in silence. Waiting for something to happen. Then we heard a car what stopped in front of the house. Daddy is home! We got up and walked down stairs. I sneaked around the corner while daddy was already giving mommy a hug. I walked uo to them and started hugging too as well did my brother. We just hugged. Still didn't know what was wrong

"Daddy. Can you please tell what is wrong."

I really wanted to know now!
He got on both of his knees and holded my hands.

"You know your uncle Ed right?"

I nodded

"Uncle Ed.....he isn't here anymire. He passed away.."

I...didn't really know what to think about it... Like. He is...dead?
How?
Why?
When?
Allot of questions came in my head as i saw my brother tearing up and breaking down in tears.

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The next day

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"Sweetheart can you help me tie my tie!"

my dad asked when he was struggeling. My mom walked up to him and tied his black tie. Everything he was wearing was black. We all were weaein black.

"Ready to go?"

My mom aksed us. Well not really but, lets go igues. We walked out of the door up to the car and got in. While we where driving i thought allot about uncle Ed. How would it look like if he was there...in that box. I didn't really know what it was but it was scary.
When we got by aunties house there where allready allot cars in front of the house. We got out the car and dsddy helt my hand as we walked up tot the front door. Auntie opened up. Mommy gave her a kiss and daddy gave her a hug. We walked inside and everybody looked really sad. It wasn't fun to watch.

"Follow me"

my auntie said quietly as we did what she told. We walkep to his bedroom. She opened the door. There he was. I saw a kinda black box. Daddy told me how it's called but i couldn't remember. It was wierd. We walked up to him but i was too short. My dad picked me up and i finally could see him. He was wearing a suit. His eyes closed. Like he was asleep.
Out of a sudden i got this wierd feeling in my throut. Like there was a small ball or something

"Daddy i have this wierd feeling in my throut. It feels like a small ball or something"

i said while i tried to swallow it down.

"That's called 'having a lump in you'r throut sweetheart. You get thet when you're about to cry or when too much emotions come together at one."

he answered

A lump in my throut? Strange.. I didn't like it. Tears came to my eyes. I tried to hold it back until one tear walked down on my cheeck. Allot more followed and i was crying and crying.
And again the unanswered questions came.
Why?
How?
When?
Did it hurt?
Is he...okay?.

Hey guys. This another 'chapter'. This one is really close to me because a very good friend of mine has experienced this. Im not gonna give her credits because it's really personal but she would like it if i wrote this :)

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