A Year After Losing Kayla

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Suicide. They said thats why Kayla died. But why would she commit suicide, or at least with out telling me how unhappy she was. She had everything she had always dreamed of, and she was only 16. She had a whole life ahead of her to live. That's why I've come back. One year after she died, I'm going to find out what really happened to my older sister if it's the last thing I do....

Time of Death: 15:24. These were the words that changed my life one year ago. Kayla's body was pulled out of the river opposite our home. There was only three of us in that house: Me, Kayla and my Dad. He wasn't Kayla's dad, he stuck around after Mum died when I was three and Kayla was six. Kayla's dad wanted nothing to do with Kayla. Dad and I moved to the other side of England after Kayla died. I remember his exact words.

'Holly, we can't stay here. It just brings back to many memories of Kayla. Do you understand sweetheart?' I didn't want to leave but I did anyway, to make Dad happy. We tried to live a normal life but I was breaking inside. Dad had seemed to get over it fairly quickly but I couldn't. I wanted to go back to feel close to her again. As the year went on, Kayla's death seemed weirder and weirder. She had been so happy in the days before her death. No signs of upset or depression. Then all sorts of questions flowed through my mind. I needed to find out the truth.

I told Dad I wanted to go back to our little village, Ardleworth. He didn't take it well.

'Dad, I want to go back.' I said nervously.

'Go back where Holly?' My dad replied. I could tell he wasn't really paying much attention, he was just searching through the cupboards for something.

'Ardleworth Dad.' He shot up, banging his head in the roof of the cupboard.

'Why the hell do you want to go back there?' He asked, rubbing his head.

'It has been a year now Dad and I want to go back. I want to go to her grave and go back to our old house and close to her.'

'You can be close to her here.'

'No I can't Dad, there is nothing of hers here. You threw everything out. There is no trace of her here at all, it's like she never even existed.' Tears began welling up in my eyes. Dad sensed this but he wasn't budging.

'I'm not going Holly. You can go on your own if you want, but count me out of it.' So that's what I did. I packed my stuff and left. Caught the train and was back in Ardleworth five or six hours later. It felt so weird being back, everything was still the same.

The little shops were still open and the park was still there. I looked at my watch and at the Bus stop, the buses were still as late as they had always been. It bought a smile to my face. I hadn't really realised how much I had missed this place, even all the little things. I walked into a few shops and got talking to all the family friends that I'd left behind. They all seemed so happy to see me back, yet still really depressed. Maybe I reminded them to much of Kayla. Everyone round here knew Kayla and everyone loved her. It was really hard living in her shadow, everyone expecting me to be just like her. More so, now that she is gone. I walked along the cobble path when I heard an all to familliar voice call out to me.

'Holly! It's you, you're back.' It was my old neighbour Miss Hillton. She ran over to me and hugged me close. 'What are you doing here? Is your Dad with you?' She asked.

'No he isn't with me. I'm here because I wanted to be closer to Kayla, if you know what I mean. I was thinking about coming back and living here' I replied.

'Of course darling. You can come and live with me? As you know my house is rather big and it gets quite lonely sometimes.' She asked. I nodded and we walked back to her house. As we walked past my old house I saw there was nobody living there. Just piles of flowers in front of it. All sorts of flowers: Lillies, Roses, Daffodils and Tulips. There were also cards and poems scattered across the flowers. Right in the middle was a picture collage of Kayla.

'Everyone here misses Kayla. The house was going to be demolished but a petition was made and now the house is a shrine to her.' Miss Hillton said. I nodded and continued to walk to her house, not taking my eyes off the shrine until I entered her home. Miss Hillton showed my to my room and left me there. I curled up on the bed and started crying. I missed her so much and it was sort of reassuring to know that everyone else did too. I could see the river through my window. It looked so peaceful, the sun making it shine a deep sapphire blue. Kayla and I used to have so much fun down by the river. My thoughts were interupted by Miss Hillton walking in.

'I rung up the local school and they say you can start on Monday, also they look forward to your return.' She said, all smiles. But, that was the type of person Miss Hillton was.

'Thanks Miss Hillton.' I said.

'Call me Jane, Miss Hillton sounds far to formal.' She winked and left, shutting the door behind her. I unpacked all my things and found my old school uniform. I knew it had been a good idea to pack it. I was getting tired and it was getting kinda late so I decided to go to sleep. I wondered if Tommy still lived round here. He an Kayla had been together for two years before she died. Maybe he knew something I didn't, like how happy Kayla was or if she was depressed. I would try and find him in the morning. I would try to solve the mystery in the morning.