White Warrior Howling

The funeral

I looked in the mirror my usually bright green eyes looked lacking of their usual spark, my rosie complexion gone, i looked like ive lived a thousand days with no sleep. I haven't being sleeping. I decided to pin my long blonde hair up today, i can remember thinking my mum liked my hair up.

We're at the burial grounds and as the vicor says 'dust to dust, ashes to ashes.' I finally break down, and scream for my mum, im never going to see her ever again, she'll be cold, she'll miss her favorite program that i hate like no other, tipping point, shes never gonna wash her face, brush her teeth or anything my god my mums dead, and i swear i will make who ever pay, i say whoever because the police said it was an animal attack, i say yeah right she was torn limb from limb blood smeared all over, it sounded more humane to me.
When i finally feel my sobing turn to little whimpers, i could see and looked around that's when saw him a boy stood watching me, just me when he realized he had my attention his eyes turned black then red only a split second but i know what i seen. The funeral was over we started to walk away and i asked my dad who's that when he said who, the boy was gone no where to be seen. I told him never mind.

We got home and i told my dad i was getting changed, he told me he needed to talk to me. Last time he said this i found out my mum had died.
"We're selling up and moving....... to America to live." What? No no no no, all I've got is my friends. "No im not going I'm staying here Beth's mum will look after me i know that." He looked actually shocked ha how dare he! "I am your father your only parent and I'm telling you, not asking you your moving to USA. Storm, its a fresh start." Can you believe this man. "Yes you are my father, but you've never acted like one, now your interested!" I was screaming at him now. "Do you know my interests, what college i want to go to, what i want to do for a career?" He was looking at me hurt but i didn't care this had to be said it needed to be said ages ago. "You might be my 'father' but your not a dad you've never being there, who was there when i wasn't well, who was there to wipe my knee? Not you. So you can sell up but im not moving to no USA!"

After that i turned on my heel and went to my room for the night.

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