One dark afternoon, alot happend, good and bad. I didn't know if anything else could go either way. I came home from school to find my mom highly upset. I didn't know why. She was sitting there.. Her facial expression was blank as ever. That's when I came to my senses and asked what was wrong. She just looked at me.. and said softly " You're too young for me to being to tell you. " I looked and said " But, Mom.. I want to know. " That was when she told me about my aunt dying. My face turned pale white.. I had no clue how to even respond. I just leaned over and hugged her as if I had felt her pain too. Then I left her to sob because I wanted her to be alone for a while to settle in. I put the burners on the stove so, when she was ready she could start dinner. While she was cooking, My brother came home. My mom told him what happend, and he just stood there as if nothing so hurtful had happend. I had nobody to tell, nobody that would listen.. None of my friends were ever there, ever. So, therefore I went to school the next day and stayed quiet.. Nobody questioned how I was feeling, Not even teachers. I could've cared less though, I dont like to tell people anything unless some secret or something of theirs is with me also. But, I dont know how my mom can go on. The family kept quiet for a few months.. Then we had to move. I didn't actually know why, but I had a clue.. Because of the memory of my aunt that was in our house.. and foreclosure. I moved to Abington, MA. And there, i started a new life.
