After we checked out at the store, we went to the car and headed to my grandparents. In the car Abigail and my mom were having a conversation but I couldn't get myself to concentrate and I kept thinking about Ethan at the store.
All I could think about, was did he see me? If he did, did he recognize me?
Probably not. You changed a lot over the past year, if anything you just looked like a stranger to him.
Your right, he didn't see me anyway, I turned away to quickly for him to get a glance.
While I was speaking with my subconscious, we pulled up to my grandparents house and my mom parked the car. They lived in a beautiful, gated neighborhood with huge houses like theirs all around. I always wonder why they still live in such a big house if it's only them.
When we got inside family members were sitting in the living room watching football, eating small snacks, and the little kids were playing in the basement.
I decided to go in the kitchen and help with my aunts and mom with the thanksgiving dinner.
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After all the food was prepared, my aunt Carol called everyone into the big dinning room that was ready with all the food.
We said a prayer then took our seats. Passing around the food and making small talk with each other.
"So Sierra, how was California?" Asked my uncle Joe while the food was still being passed around the table.
"It was nice. A lot of people, but it was nice" he laughed and we both continued on getting food.
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After everyone was done eating and we were all about dead from eating to much food, everyone got up from their seats and took things into the kitchen. There were so many dishes it filled the whole sink.
I stayed in and helped while the rest went back to what they were doing before dinner.
After almost twenty minutes of cleaning dishes, I was done and went to the living room with my family.
All I could think about was earlier at the store. It's been on my mind all day. And right as I was in the middle of thought, the doorbell rang and I made myself go to open it.
Why am I doing this? I feel like I have to, like I know who it is. Whatever just open the damn door and don't leave them waiting.
My subconscious was right, I know who it is. I opened the door and almost slammed it right in their face. Ethan was standing right in front of the door.
He must live in this neighborhood. That's the only reason he would be here.
Your right, maybe just bringing his thanks or something, it's all good.
"Hi there, can I help you?" I asked, acting like I didn't know who he was.
"Uh kinda, I guess. I brought this for your family. Just showing some thanks around the neighborhood" he said.
"Well thank you! I'll make sure to say who it's from. What was your name again?"
"Oh I never gave it, but don't you remember?"
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Ok first thank you guys for over 100 reads omfg ejdekdkskxakxkak
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Lastly I'm on spring break right now and I'll try to update more this week but idk if I'll be able to because I'm going somewhere with my grandma for a couple days and she hates when I'm on my phone :):
Anyway thank you guys again for 100! Ily❤
OK LAST THING: I know this is sloppy but it's like 2am and I can't sleep and I wrote this in like 20mins I'm vv sorry
