That Note

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I couldn't bring myself to read that note. I knew it was filled with reasons and "Sorrys" and all this bull I didn't want.

I wanted my sister back. She was my one of my only friends. We had fun together.

I was in shock when she left. I thought she was going to come back in a couple days. Those days turned into a week. That was then I realized she wasn't coming back.

And I made a phone call.

"Sky? Why haven't I heard from you? Are you OK?" His voice was filled with panic.

"We can't do this over the phone. Come now. Please?" I asked with tears welling up in my eyes as I tried to hold them back.

"I'll be there in 10." He said. And he hung up the phone.

I realized I hadn't gotten out of PJ's in a couple days so I took a shower and got ready. I put on some clean sweatpants and blue shirt that said "The Sky Isn't the limit! Go Beyond That!"

I waited a couple minutes on my couch just thinking. What had happend to Rose? Was she kidnapped? Was she coming back? Why didn't she call? I missed her.

I was pulled out of my thoughts when I heard a loud pounding at my door. I quickly opened it opened it a looked up and saw Fletcher standing there. Then he engulfed me a humongous bear hug and I dug my head into his shoulder.

Fletcher is my best friend. He was goofy and always knew how to make me laugh. We both went to the couch to sit and I leaned up against him.

"So why did you call?" He asked as he stroked my arm.

"It's my sister, Rose. She left. She left s note. I didn't touch it because I thought she was coming back. But she hasn't called me in a week. I'm starting to get worried and I called you." I said with a shaken voice.

"Hey. Look. Everything will be OK. Just let it out." He said. I started shedding tears as he comforted me. He always knew when I was about to cry. And when I did cry, he would comfort me. He was a true friend.

"Maybe you should read the note. It might help you." He said. The true reason I didn't want to read that note because I didn't want it to say that she was never coming back, that she never loved me, that she knew how this would break my life. I just couldn't.

"Hey. You can't leave it there forever." He said as he got up and slowly walked to the kitchen counter. He finally picked up the note and walked back to the couch. He sat down and pulled me closer to him so I could lean on him again. With his free arm, he pulled up the note just inches to his face trying to read the small hand writing.

That's one of the things I loved about Rose. Her hand writing was so small, yet, so perfect. She loved to save space on the paper for more writing or doodles. I miss her so much.

He can finally read the note and recites it out loud.

Dear Sky,

I'm so sorry for leaving you. You must be confused. Well this is why I wrote this note. It's to help you understand why. Well, here it goes.

I don't know if I will come back or not. It depends on how my journey turns out. If I don't come back then don't look for me. Whatever you do just don't. I don't want you to get more hurt than you probably already are.

I can't tell you why I left, and please don't try to find out, it will break your heart even more.

No matter what happens I love you. You will always be my sister and my best friend. And while I'm gone please add more memories to my painting in my Study Room. Always sneak out in the middle of the night to try and find a new baby leaf. (That's right, I know you do that.) And Most of all, don't ever change.

                                      -Rose

"Wow." He said. I looked up at him and saw a tear crawling down his face. I picked up my hand and swiped that tear away.  There was one thing that I never told Fletcher about. Our Memory Tree.

"What's a memory tree?" He asked.

"Come here." I said as I lead him outside to our memory tree.

"This is what it is. We share this tree and every time we make a new memory, I find a baby leaf to represent that memory. And Rose has a picture in her study of this tree and whenever we make a memory she draws a new leaf onto there. Here I'll show you." I say with tears welling up in my eyes. I look at all the good memories we had. I really want Rose to come back from her journey.

I lead fletcher to the Study Room and show him the tree. He just admires the sketched tree and does something crazy. He picked up a pencil and drew a leaf on the tree.

"Why did you do that?" I asked as I looked at him.

"It is to represent our memory of our journey to find your sister. So when do you want to leave?" He asked.

I never suspected this. He never really went against what people wished for, but he knew how much she meant to me and was willing to break her wish.

"7:00 in the morning tomorrow? You can even go home now and pack your essentials and spend the night here?"  I asked.

He nodded and gave me hug before leaving.

He returned two hours later with two duffle bags and a backpack. He also brought sleeping bags for me and him because we couldn't really afford motels. The backpack was full of clothes and books. He loved to read and about a week ago I convinced my mom to let me homeschool my self. I did this two days before Rose left. He didn't need permission to go out when ever and how long he wanted. He never knew his mom and his dad acted like a college frat boy and went to bars every day.

That night I also packed three duffle bags and my back pack. I needed an extra bag for stuff like make up and my medication. I have anxiety. We set these in the living room and fell asleep at 10: 00.

At 6 my alarm went off and I woke up Fletcher and he packed the car in his PJ's while I got ready. Today I wore Skinny jeans, my convers, and a loose green sweat shirt. I started to pack the car while he got dressed. I got done packing the car early while Fletcher was doing his thing so I got a cooler. I packed sodas, a couple sandwiches, big bags of chips, and a lot of candy. I know, I know, you shouldn't eat fatty foods while on a long drive. But I dint care, food didn't really have a affect on me. When we where finally ready to go, we hopped in and rode to a small mini mart to get another cooler and more food. We both got big slurpees and drank those while we rode into Pheonix, Arizonia.

You may wonder why we would go there? Rose always told me that when she saved enough money she would take a trip all over the country starting at Pheonix, Arizonia.

"im sorry Rose, we,are coming to find you. I miss you" I thought while we made our way onto the highway.

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