chapter one

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🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀A tear dropped, landing on my baby sisters' little forehead. She was only six months old, and was already experiencing how a funeral felt like.

As I stared at mother's grave one last time, I couldn't help but let the tears flow out, like a fountain that was just turned on. My mother had a closed casket which I was thankful for.

Carson (my baby sister) gave out another whimper and quietly fell asleep. As I turned to leave, I sent out a quick prayer to my mother up in heaven, to take great care of us. I slowly got into my uncle's pickup, and set the sleeping Carson in her carseat. As the truck turned into the main road, and out of the cemetery, I couldn't help but hum a song that my mother had taught me. It made me forget that my mom was now six feet in the ground.

We passed the large white city water tower, and drove into our steep driveway. There were already a ton of cars lined up on the curb. As I cautiously got out, and unbuckled Carson, I felt someone breathing down my neck. I slowly turned around, and saw my goofy cousin Max standing behind me. he was twenty-six, and still lived with his parents! "Hi Anabelle, I'm sorry about aunt Claire's death," he softly informed. I took one look at him, and burst into tears cradling the baby to my chest. Max was wearing my mom's favorite color, light peach. It was my moms' and dads' wedding color. "Oh don't cry Annie, your mom is in a better place now," he soothed calmly. "We should probably get inside," I told him. He put his arm around me and steered to me to the front door.

He opened the door and I stepped onto the marble floor.

I took a left heading towards my room. I tried to stay clear of any relatives that would try to bring me sympathy. I've had enough sympathy for one day. I quietly shut my bedroom door, and set A sleeping Carson in her crib. I went over to my desk, and pulled my diary out of my drawer. I know, I'm seventeen and still have a diary. It helps me get rid of my problems, and write down song lyrics. I grabbed my favorite blue pen and began writing.

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how do you like the story so far? I have a lot planned so far, an I can"t wait till the next chapter! comment on how it's going so far, and what you like ad don't like about it:) thanks!

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