Ice el Hielo

Movie Night

Popcorn, hot chocolate, family, movie. Those were the things I thought about leaving school that Friday afternoon.

 It was almost November and it was getting cold in Ruidoso NM. 

I love cold weather mostly because it included valid excuses to wear all the sweaters and scarves in my closet that my mom refused me too wear that summer.

 I could smell the breeze that had blown all of the autumn smells with it walking home. It had been a pretty good day, one of the few I had. Besides today was also movie night at my house and we were probably going to watch Bridge to Teribithia which I would always tear up with even if we watched it every Friday more than other movies. 

It would also be my 15 birthday on Sunday which meant my quinceñera which I was looking forward too.

As I turned around the corner almost home I had a sudden sense of dread, but I decided to ignore it cause I dint want anything to ruin this perfect day. But for some reason the sensation never left me.

When I came in the smell of popcorn in the microwave along with the smells of hot chocolate hit me in the nose with an overwhelming pang!

 As I walked in my mom came over to me and hugged me asking if I had a good day, as soon as I answered she scurried back into the kitchen in a hurry. 

I walked in to the room I shared with my older sister Marcella that was 17 years old. She was lying on her bed with her phone like always probably texting her boyfriend or one of her best friends. I threw my bag on the floor on my side of the room as I catapulted myself on to my bed. I fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke it seemed to be at least 8:00 pm. Dad should be home by now!

 I got up and went to the closed bedroom door ,that's when I noticed Marcella was no longer on her bed and her phone was on her night stand, that made me feel a queer sensation since she always had her phone the sense of dread I had felt earlier came back to me and my stomach felt like it was turned inside out.

 It was eerily quiet which was strange because my house was always buzzing with sounds even with such a small family.

 On instinct I tiptoed instead of walked, all the lights where off as I headed to the kitchen. 

As I got closer I heard the sounds of sobbing. When I went inside the kitchen I found my mother sitting in a chair crying with my sister at her side consoling her and my baby brother Maximiliano or Max for short at her feet looking confused. 

I now knew something was wrong.

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Ok so im generally new to writing so excuse the mistakes. Also the plot itself might be unclear so don't get mad...

also I might not continue because knowing myself I'm not overly dedicated so well idk.....well let's see if I get 5 or more views I'll do it!

Oh well byeeeeee

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