1. The Dreams

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Sunday, July 16 2017

Dear Diary,

I thought I would be okay. Its been 4 months.

I'm not okay.

My parents were going to dinner and on their way back they were hit by a drunk driver. That night ruined my whole life. The last words I said to my parents were "don't even bother coming back". I was mad because they wouldn't let me go to a party at my friend Jenna's house. I didn't mean what I said. How could I, I had the perfect life. I was happy. The last words I said to my parents were hateful and crude. Everyday I regret how I left things. I miss them so much. It's been 4 months but I feel like it happened yesterday.

I start school on Monday and I know that everyone will be talking about me. My grandma does a lot for this town so when word got out that her granddaughter is living with her because her parents died, pretty soon everyone knew. "I'm fine, thank you" is going to be my answer to everyone's fake sympathy. That's probably the only thing I Said the day of their funeral.

I moved in with my grandmother about a week after my parents death. I left to live with my grandmother the night after my parents funeral. I've gotten settled in nicely in my mothers old bedroom. It feels.... strange. But I'll have to find a way to get used to it.

My grandfather passed away from a heart attack last year and my grandmother has been very lonely without him. So it's the best for both of us that I came to live with her. She gets to help me heal and I get to help her. I always wanted a love like my grandparents. They met in high school, fell in love, and it's been that way since.

They had the relationship that you'd see in a movie. The one that you wish you had.

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