May 18, 2013
I came to the treehouse with Holly. I woke up. She was gone. I don't know why I told her she could come. She's a stranger. She doesn't know me. And she isn't my mother. I don't know why I let her come. I wanted to be alone.
I came out of the treehouse. She was sitting out in front of the treehouse, in the backyard. I came down to her. "Who are you?" I asked her. "We go to the same school. I saw you eating alone. Why where you so sad?" she asked me. "My- my mother died in a car accident last week." I was about to cry. "I'm so sorry." Holly said. "I vowed never to talk to anyone, ever again after she passed. You're the first person I'm talking to again." I told her. "I'm going to stop your worries. You'll no longer be so sad." Holly reassured me.
"How are you gong to do that?" I asked, knowing it would be impossible trying to bring me back my happiness. "I've gone through what you're going through. Here, take this." she said, handing me an old CD. "Thanks." I said. I had no idea what I was going to do with this CD. "It's an old copy of a recorded therapy session." she said. "By who?" I asked. "A famous therapist named Virginia Satir. You should listen to this." Holly said. "But, I advise you get home, first. Your Dad is probably worried sick!" she told me. I shrieked. "What time is it?" I asked, shocked. "Half an hour 'till school starts." Holly said, after checking her watch. "I - I can't stay. Running away was a horrible idea!" I started crying. I felt like an idiot. Running away was dumb. "I have to go. I'm sorry. I'll see you at school. Bye!" I said. Then I took off with my things. I was going home, where I belonged.
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Never Alone (ON HOLD)
ContoAfter a girl named Lola, goes through a life changing experience, she longs for solitude, and vowed never to speak to anyone again. But one friend, who cared so much, changed that, and made sure, that Lola would never feel alone. A C...
