That day

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As I sit there in silence staring at the wall. The wall filled with memories. The wall with memories with the pictures, the pictures that bring back thousand of memories. Memories fill in my mind like the tears that fill my eyes. Flashbacks, thoughts, memories flutter through my mind. I wonder what if? What if I texted you that day? What if we had a different conversation that morning? What if I said I loved you one last time? What if I did any of these things would you still be here? Would you still be by my side, sharing all our secrets between each other?

It was a Tuesday morning. I woke up to the sound of my alarms and the noise of my sister getting up. I finally wake up and get out of bed. I wonder out into the hallway, to see Kaleigh standing there getting ready to take a shower. Before got in I told her "I need to brush my teeth" After I had said that she replied in her snotty morning voice "Go head I'm not in yet". After I had gotten done brushing my teeth I went to my room and got dress and did my hair. As I'm slowly walking down the stairs I hear my mother yelling at me to hurry up or I'm going to be late for the bus.

It's only second period, I'm already ready to go home. "Home ah I think, my bed my blankets that have accepted me as one of their own". Finally, third hour, even though it's Spanish it's still one of my favorite hours, only because I sit across from my best friend Mykenzie. Spanish is boring like always. The fourth hour by far is my favorite hour, I sit right next to Mykenzie. I have band fourth hour, we play a lot but I and Mykenzie mostly talk and laugh a lot then we get yelled out but then we laugh again. After band, I have lunch with Mykenzie. We both get our lunch and sit next to each other.

Finally, half the day is over I'm in science. Science is one of the hardest classes for me it's not that I don't understand it, it's the fact that I get all the answers wrong. After science, I go to Ela. After Ela, I go to math. Math is another one of my favorite classes too. I sit in the back row in the math class. Me Sydney, Vaden and Chris sit in the back and talk that's all we do we get yelled at but that's okay because we laugh it off and keep talking.

2:25 the bell rings we all rush out of the classroom. As I walk to my locker I get ran into multiple times. My locker is down the same hallway Mykenzies is but she stays after for wrestling. I ride the bus with my best guy friend Lucas, we sit by each other every day in the morning and after school. I'm one of the last stops to get off the bus. Normally my dad is there to pick me up but that day he was not. It wasn't unusual for one of my parents to be there so I just walk home.

Im finally home, I walk in through the back door and yell "Is anyone home?" No one answers so I take the dogs out. It was around 3:10-3:20 I got the phone call, the phone call that changed my life for the worse.

All I can here was the crying in the background. My heart dropped immediately. That news made my heart drop, all I could take in was gone dead car accident Kaleigh and Sabrina. I remember getting told I have to go and get my brother we hung up and all I could do was scream and yell. Finally, I pull myself together put my dog on her leash and walk down to the bus stop. I stand there with my dog as my friends come up to me. No one knew no one knew what had happened. Not one of my friends knew that she was gone. I stand there and stare into space as they mess with Paisley. A few minutes after they had left my brother had pulled up to the bus stop and had gotten me he told me that Bradley was going to get dropped off at Jennie's house. At first, I did know what to do I didn't know whether I should cry, be mad.

In my room, I sit on my bed and stare, wondering if this was all just a big nightmare. Wondering if this is all just one big horrible prank? How I still ask? How can this be happening to me? How can she be gone? How could she of died? Why did she die? Why did she have to be taken so soon? grhy r


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