Just breathe

Just breathe Chapter 25

FINALLY!

The Final chapter of Just breathe! I want to thank everyone for the votes and comments and support (: I hope you enjoy it !

Chapter 25 ~ Sarah

Ever since I was little I ran away from my problems. Or I ran away from anything that could hurt me. When I would be outside- as a little girl, anything that could harm me, I would run, for a long time I didn’t know why I did this, I thought that it was just my instinct, to run. After this summer, I learned why I ran; I didn’t want to get hurt. But running away makes the problem worse, it doesn’t disappear like a magic trick, no fairy godmother can come down to your rescue, you have to face your problem or fear and deal with it.

At first it might not be pretty, it might hurt like hell, and you may feel like nothing will hurt like this, but with this problem your facing, you think it’s hurting you but its helping. Its helping you mature, make better decision so you don’t have to go through it, again. And that is what happened to me over the summer and fall. I learned that you can’t run away, I learned that issues make you stronger as a person so you can face anything. Issue’s and problems resolve, it might happen slowly but they do and then you can breathe, knowing it’s over.

We have spent the past week at grandmothers; those days were hard to go threw. They seemed to drag on, like we had to suffer while watching grandmother die slowly each day, watching my mother have mental brake downs, it was horrible.

It was the second day of rain, it was non-stop and Friday it poured. As a child , my mother convinced me that when it rained the angels were crying over us because someone had passed. When I was that age I believed everything that my mother said, but after a few years I knew she was making up stories just like Santa Clause or the Easter bunny, but today, I believed my mom all over again.

It was early morning when I woke up, I don’t know why but I just did. I rolled over on my side to get a look at the alarm clock.

 6:30

 I sighed and threw my sheets off of me; I grabbed my towels and bathrobe and went to the bathroom for a shower.

At first I didn’t notice. I only saw after my shower, I saw that everything was quiet. I saw that neither my parents nor my grandmother were in their rooms. I crept down the stairs, trying not to wake up Macey. I looked in the living room the kitchen out on the front porch, nothing.

I gave up, the growls in my stomach were taking over me, I went quickly to the fridge and looked for some breakfast, I settled on a bowl of fruits. I pulled out a chair at the kitchen table. I was half way done eating my fruits, and then I heard a laugh. I looked up quickly and saw my mom, dad and grandmother sitting out on the back deck. At first I wanted to take my bowl and go out and sit with them, but if today was grandmothers last day, I think she would just like to be with my mom.

I finished my breakfast and put the bowl in the sink. I heard some footsteps come down the stairs; I quickly turned my head towards the stairs seeing Macey come down them.

“Morning.” Macey yawned as she met me in the kitchen.

“Someone’s tired.” I pointed out at Macey; she did a lazy smile and grabbed some cereal. “How was last night?” I asked her, she stopped in her tracks, I looked at her puzzled. She turned around slowly.

“Good.” She did a hard gulp. I can tell when my sister is lying, she almost gives away clues when she does, and she blinks rapidly, like what she is doing now.

“Something interesting happen?” I asked curiously. Macey starred at me blank. “I know what you did.” I told her, I didn’t say it in a mean tone, and I told her calmly. “I saw you kissing Jake and I have no problem with it.” I confessed.