Falling to hard and falling to fast

Where has time gone?

Me and Devin swinging together laughing talking about high school drama. We are gossiping talking about each others friends. 

"I can't believe we are in high school. I know you remember us coming here everyday after kindergarten playing superman." I said as I was swinging higher and higher trying to beat Devin's height of swinging.

"I know it's almost like it was just yesterday. We literally played everyday."

Swinging with Devin makes time feel like nothing, and nothing feeling like something. 

"Well I should be getting back home, i have homework and its my turn to cook dinner tonight, what fun!"

"Okay, I will see you tomorrow Angie. Tomorrow do you want to come over to my house and do homework with me?"

"I might, I will have to talk to my mom about it first. I think its my step dads birthday dinner, but don't take my word for it, I am not sure. I will call you tomorrow and tell you."

We were slowly walking home together in the calming sunset that just enough light to last until we get home. It was so nice having that one best friend to talk to and doesn't have all the drama in school revolved around them. I swear every girl friend that I have had (as a friend) was in every drama possible in school and it got annoying because that's all that they would talk about.

"Well I guess I will see you tomorrow at school."

The way that Devin walked away was almost like he was upset about something, but i couldn't figure out what.

"Oh, hey honey, how was the park?"

"It was good, I miss being a child its like it never happened, but yet you know it did." Grabbing the ingredients I needed to make meatloaf, I put it all on the counter.

"Oh you remembered that your cooking dinner. That's what I call a responsible young lady, with the most loving heart to actually do it. Some teens don't listen to their parents, but you, you are a good child and i  couldn't love you more." 

My mom gave me a hug and left the room to go do laundry.Cooking dinner makes me feel responsible and helpful. I love cooking for my family and helping my mom out during the week. I cook 2 days a week, Monday and Friday. I know my mom does a lot and i think that if I help her it would help her during the week and make it easier for her to do more things.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" The scream of my 4 year old sister running into the kitchen with my step dad following behind chasing her around and around me.

"Okay go out of the kitchen please I am trying to cook you some dinner."

They both ran out of the kitchen, "Jack run the bomb will explode if you don't run now!" Lila said as she fell and Jack (step dad) caught her.

"I will never let you fall!" Jack sat her up and smiled, "Well you better run, it could explode any minute now."

I could see in just those little motions of Jack and Lila replacing them with me and Devin. Catching me and the exact words came out of his mouth as it did Jacks. I stopped cutting the meat and froze... I don't know what gets to me so much about my childhood. I kept going with dinner and soon I finished it.

While waiting for the meatloaf to cook in the oven I set the table with a cup for everyone, a napkin, a fork and a plate. With the bottle of ketchup in the middle of the table. I filled me, my moms, my step dads cups with ice and water, and for Lila, I filled it with milk, then little Jay I gave him a sippy cup with apple juice in it.

The timer went off. I put a hot pad that my grandma knitted for us on the table and put the hot pan with the meatloaf in it on the hot pad. We ate together and my step dad cleaned off the table while i did the dishes and then my mom gave the kids a bath and put them to bed. I'm not really close with my step dad, but he tries to make conversation with me, and I try not to because I didn't' want to get to know him, he treats me horribly after him and my mom got married, but no he loves my little sister and brother. I don't know where my dad is, my mom said he left her and I when I was 2 and never came back for anything.