I step out side of the car and I look around. I knew farms were ugly and dirty but i never imagined it to be this filthy. Nothing had order. All the animals were in one big fenced area. I felt home sick. Out comes this woman,not much older than my dad,and starts talking to me and my dad.
'well...how'dy ya'll, my name is Bethanie, but ya'll can call me beth. You must be stewart's friend, Micheal right?' she says in the country accent she has.
'well indead it is ma'am. Nice meeting you Beth. This is my daughter, Beautiful' He points at me as he introduces me to Beth.
' Hi ma'am , my name is Beautiful' I dont say much.
"well ya'll better get a go'en inside now if ya'll wanna have some chicken because my kids the neanderthals is just like pigs. ya'll come on in ya hear.'
Me and my father wait for her to go inside to give eachother a small smile at her interesting accent. In the city no body talks like that so we got a small idea on how everyone else might talk as well.
As I walk in Beth already set two more plates for me and my dad. We sit down and my father thanks her for letting me stay all summer here. She tells us to get an earlie start on lunch because as soon as the boys get back from the fields they will eat everything up. Me and my father finish soon since we had already aten before we got there.
My father gets up quickly and says a few words to beth in private.. all i hear is whispering.
My father gives me a great big hug and kisses my forhead.
' i love you Beautiful , dont you ever forget that.'
' I know, you tell me that every day.' i say as i smile a little bit.
Beth tells me to go upstairs and to the far left is my bedroom . I go up there and i place my self on the bouncy bed. its sure not Seatle anymore. Im in texas now. Theres no going back now.
I look through the window to see my dad taking my suite cases out the car. he hands them over to Beth and gets in the car... I watch to see where he's going. perhaps parking in a better spot. I watch nervously as his car getts furthur and further away. How far does he nead to park. I dont take much longer on relizing hes leaving me here.. alone. I run down stairs and out the door.
' daddy dont leave me' i scream at the top of my lungs . tears rushing down my face like a river of sadness. ' DADDY PLEASE!!!'
I can see from a distance he is crying as well. He rolls down his window and blows me a kiss goodbyeand mouths the words' I love you,dont you forget'
Im still running to try to catch up.. its useless. i trip and fall. as i cry I think to my self, if he really did love me then why did he leave me?
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A Summers Love..
RomantikI never gave much thought into how exactly I would die. All I knew is that one day it was gonna happen. Wheather I wanted it to or not. Like death, some things are inebitable. Like meeting him... His spicked up hair.. the color of a light hazel...