"Is this the last of it, Kat?" My aunt inquires, looking at my boxes.
"Of my things? Yes."
"Who's else would you need?" She inquires, realization washing over her face at the facts; my entire family history is here. My father's, mother's and brother's items scatter across the house in an illusion that they're still here; that they're still with me.
I've been living in a house, filled with ghosts of memories for so long,that's what I've become.
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Chasing Rainbows
Teen FictionLarkin Katherine Walker has lived a long, tragic life. At the age of twenty, the past five years have slipped by without her living them at all. So what is she going to do about it? After all, going after happiness is like chasing a fucking rainbow...
