Lost In Whereverland

Bad news

"ALLYSE!!!!!"

"Mmmmphhshhaaahsh"

"AllYSSSEEEE WAKE UP"

"Huh?! What?! Awake? yep im awake"

This is what most mornings are like in my home. Loud. Obnoxious. Loud. Obnoxious. And LOUDDD!

"Jeez Allyse will you just wake up?"

I rolled of of my lovely memory foam bunk and opened the door.

"Thank you it's about time. Anyway mom wants to talk to you. She says its important. What did you do this weekend? Go to jail?"

"Yes Mel. I went to jail. Stupid! Since when have I been a juvenile delinquent?"

"................"

"Whatever"

Mel is my sister. She is 5 years older than me. She has no life.

"Hey mum"

"Mum? Since when did you gaun an accent?"

"I just want to know why you need to talk to me"

Her face went pale. She tried to hide it so I knew it was bad.

"Tell me"

"Allyse... I..I'm so sorry.. w.well. uhhmm"

Tears rolled out of her eyes.

"Jack died"

I was speechless. I felt blind. Dumbfounded. Deaf.

"Jack? Jack WITHERLING? "

"Yes. Hun im so sorry... I ... I don't know what to say. "

"Mom. How?"

"He was very sick. Remember that lump on his head? The one he was born with? They found out it was a cancerous tumor. He had stage 5 cancer. There was nothing they could do. His brain cells were slowly eaten away.  You wouldn't have wanted him to suffer would you?"

"Couldn't they've tried anything?!?!? They could have tried!!!!"