When mother told me that I was going on vacation, I was ecstatic. Instead of being annoyed that I got to go and they didn't , Georgia and Micheal acted strangely. They were being nice to me! Normally Georgia and I would have fights daily. What surprised me was tha she wouldn't budge when I tried to tackle her to the floor. In fact when I started to poke her and try to make her giggle she kept firmly on the ground like the queen's guards. Mother shouted at Georgia to leave me alone.
Later that day I eavesdropped on the conversation mother and Georgia were having (I don't often stick my nose into anybody else's business but I heard my name so I thought they were talking about me). Mother had her strict and stern voice on. I heard mother say, " You must be more benevolent to her. She is leaving soon."
" I know," I heard Georgia sulk. Throughout that night I wondered what benevolent meant.
The next morning I asked Micheal what the meaning of benevolent was. He told me benevolent was another word for kind. Why was mother telling Georgia to be more kind to me? She doesn't even talk to me anymore. Maybe she doesn't like me now that I am going on holiday and she isn't. The day before I was to leave father ,who always comes late everyday, for the first time came early from work. When Micheal went on a school trip everyone in the household were excited for him, but no one even wants to smile at me whwn I am abou3t to leave soon.Something was definitely fishy. The days leading up to my departure were so melancholy and boring. Soon the day everyone had been dreading came...
Just as I was about to say my goodbye's, everyone burst into tears. Tears that had been held in for days. I never actually cry but watching my entire family cry (including father ), I hugged them all so tightly and never wanted to let go. Then a thought occurred to me. Why was everyone crying? I am only gone for a week or so. I tried to reassure them over and over again. I made a terrible mistake and said,
"You do realise I will be back soon."
At that moment the truth came out. Georgia wept louder than before and with the few words that came out I knew what was going on. Why everyone was being so considerate to me? My fountain started up. My own family were sending me away for good. I was never to return or see my beloved mother, or father , not even my beloved siblings. The ones who grew up protecting me over everything.
" Goodbye," I whispered. I knew I would never return again.
