Starting Day

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So today marks the day, 18 months ago Taylor went on tour. I can't believe I have lasted this long without him. I've cried myself to sleep now and then, and he still means the world to me. But are we still a thing?

AHHHHHHH!!! as I screamed from the top of my lungs. My mom comes rushing in "mama what's wrong?" She asks me. I didn't reply but I know I had a terrified look on my face. From the way my mom was looking at me. I felt bad bc this happened around 2:32 in the morning, but why was my mom still awake?

As I was falling asleep I kept replaying in my head the day me and Taylor met at a skate park. Soon enough I woke up around noonish to realize my mom left. But I wasn't scared it was normal for her to do it but this time she left a note. It read "Sorry babe I don't mean to do this to u but I love u". What did she mean by that? While I was getting dressed for practice today I walked past my moms room to see her door was locked.

It was strange it is usually open for me if I had to sleep in her room bc of the nightmares I keep getting. But I only had an hour or two to get ready. By 3:45 I was headed out the door to get to dance class. It was another day of the basics but we added a bit of technique and leg extensions. I didn't get home till 10, soon to realize my house got robbed.

I panicked and called 911 so they can investigate they said there was no forceful entry like they had a key to my house, but the only one who did was my mom. So where could she be? On my way to my room her door was opened and everything I mean everything in her room was gone. That was the only room touched she refilled the fridge and pantry and everything for my care was here. My birthday was in a week so I never got put into foster care.

I was depressed and had really bad anxiety, since of my mothers disappearance everything got worse. But one night I got a call from a tour manager.

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