"You may now kiss your bride".
The end.
A tear slipped down my cheek and Brandon burst out laughing. "Shut up!" I slapped him, "The movie is just really sad!" I argued. "It has a happy ending, so why are you crying?" He questioned cluelessly. "Because happy endings make me cry dumbo".
"What's going on here?" Dad peaked from behind the door. "Nothing" I grumbled. "Well the food is here, just came here to tell you guys that. You can come anytime but now would be better" he smiled and walked away.
"Gonna help me to the table sis?" Brandon asked when I walked to the door. I just stuck my tongue out at him and wheeled him out like the good person I am, helping my brother who couldn't walk.
Cara had just started eating and there was a mess around her plate already. When we came into the dining room Cara gave us a cheeky smile and continued eating her beloved orange chicken.
The three of us joined Cara, and by the time we were done we were also slightly messy. When you're with your family you shouldn't worry about what they think about your eating skills.
My family was undeniably broken, key word was but that was it. We fixed it, like we always did. You can't live life without bumps on the road and similarly you can't live it without stopping and taking a breather because everything gets to much and you don't know where to go.
Sometimes you don't know if you should walk, crawl or run. But it doesn't matter, as long as you love and someone loves you.
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My New Life
Teen FictionMaggie Stone thought her life was perfect till the bomb blast and now it's falling apart...
