I wake up and look outside the window in my room, its raining. My favorite type of weather. I get up and do my morning routine while thinking about Harry, and our evening last night. I cant believe he did that for me, he is so sweet. The movie premiere was amazing, and I loved meeting all the celebrities.
I wonder what him and the guys are doing today. I would feel weird asking them if I could hang out with them, especially after what happened a couple days ago. I wish that I wouldn't have to hide myself from everyone I meet, and I really wish they didn't have to find out that way either. But it is what it is, and I can't change the past. I wish that was a power.
Today I think I will hang out with my Aunt see what she's up to. Maybe help her with some work? I walk downstairs in my black converse light blue skinny jeans and gray t-shirt my hair pulled back.
In the kitchen my Aunt is sitting there with her coffee and an expensive looking suit on, she is scrolling through her laptop while talking on the phone. She has her manicured fingernails typing away while her eyebrows are going crazy at whatever the person on the phone is saying. She jumps out of her chair, making me almost spill my coffee I had just pored. Rapidly words spill from her mouth, her eyes avert from her laptop for about 2 and a half seconds which gives her just enough time to realize I'm in the room. She smiles, and nods her head towards me as a greeting while carrying on her conversation. I sit down in the chair across from her and enjoy my coffee, hazelnut one cream three sugars.
I take a banana from the fruit bowl that's sitting in the middle of the table for my breakfast, but then I put it back. I was never good with my self-esteem so I withheld myself from eating breakfast in the morning so now it's hard for me to eat when I first get up. Anyway I put it in my bag and carry on with my day.
I walk out into the living room to watch the morning news. Before I turn on the TV I realize it's very quiet in the house. No one sided conversation coming from the kitchen. And then I hear it.
The very sound that ended my temporary fictional happiness. That stripped me of my hope.
I ran to the kitchen confused as to what happened. Of course then I did not know what was to become of me.
I saw my aunt on the ground. She wasn't breathing, her body still as a book on a shelf. In that moment I didn't know that my life would never be the same. I didn't know that I would never be the same.
I didn't know that I would never be the same.
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Summer Love
أدب الهواةAutumn try's to get away from her life for the summer, going to her Aunt's place to escape the demons of her home. Traveling to her Aunt's didn't change anything, but she met someone who changed her somehow, and as far as Autumn knows It was for the...
