CHAPTER 1
"what?!" I shouted as I heard a knock at my door.
no reply.
"Hannah!!" i shouted again knowing it was the most annoying of my 2 annoying sisters
'no reply'
I got up and walked over to the door,put an ear to it and listen for any giggles,then opened. The person standing there was expected but not how I expected her to be.
I glanced down at her and stared into her little blue eyes as tears rolled down her cheeks, something you don't get to see everyday. I stepped to the side allowing her to pass by me as she sat Indian style on my love seat,I closed the door and turn to have a seat beside her.
I looked down at her,she hung her head low, fiddling with her fingers.
"Hannah honey?" I asked concern clear in my voice
she looked at me then let out a low sob,pushing her arms around me in an unexpected hug. I couldn't help but hug back.
"Hannah,what's wrong?'' I asked again lifting her head with my finger using my thumb to wipe away the tears that ran like a stream down her pretty little freckled face.
"Hannah talk to me"I said,a sigh followed
"I can't go there Al"
"go where?"
"the new school"she replied in a duh tone
"why not? I asked
"because.." she started."you know how it was back at my old school,I got bullied and picked on but I miss it there anyway,I miss Mia and Chelsea being around all day",she said
"you'll still get to see them, you know",i said as her sobs began to slow.
"I know,but it won't be the same....." she trailed off
I sighed
"and to top it off mom's gone" she said "she'd know what to do or say" she finished
"okay Han",I said "you need to stop thinking like this,its not everywhere you go you find Meany's like the ones back at Watson's,sometimes there are nice people too you just have to get to know them" I said scooting in front of her looking up at her face
"and I told you" I began again "bullies only pick on people they think are weak,the one's they think won't tell but you are stronger than that honey,I know you are"
she looked down at me and smiled a full 100 watt smile,I smiled back
"thanks" she said
"no problem kiddo" I replied
she could get on my last nerve sometimes but right now I could see she really needed someone to talk to. My mom was the one who handled these situations. She always had the sweetest motive speeches,God I missed her. yeah I talk about her in the past tense because she died a couple days before summer break. Apparently she was forced of the road by some drunk on her way home from work. no one knows how she got out and away from the car but she did,it was impossible for her to exit herself because of the damage that was done to the car,but somehow she got out. I got a call from the police department telling me what took place, when I got to the hospital,I was too late I guess,she was already gone.
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