Half Dead

The plan

Took a while because my so called friend said she will help me with this book because I'm writing another but apparently she didn't do anything sorry about that.

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Memories flooded back into my head as I watched my house from afar through the forest trees.

It's only been 2 days but yet it feels like an eternity, I concentrate deeply on how to make my mother acknowledge me.

My mother is a very optimistic person, which will make this easier for me as I'm sure she believes that I will be back, the only problem is finding a way to communicate with her when I can't physically get in contact with anything.

"But if they are thinking about you, you can get to them mentally."

gasping, I turn around to see akila walking towards me,"your mother loves you deeply and I'm sure she will be thinking of you, why don't you try and see,"

After nodding my head in agreement, I slowly turn around to walk to the house, halfway there and I'm already reconsidering this plan. I walk up the 3 Steps and towards the main door I reach my hand out to the handle but it just goes through it and I'm reminded of my absence to the real world.

I walk through the door uninvited, the sound of my mother's sobs fill my ears and causes a lump to form in my throat.

The sound echoes through the living room and I follow it into my bedroom, on the floor was my broken mother, her head leaning on the edge of my bed as her tears fell onto her lap leaving wet spotches on her grey dress.

I stand still not entirely sure of where to begin, behind me the bedroom door slowly opens as I turn around to see my father walking in with a plate of sausages and fried eggs I'm assuming it's for my mother.

He slowly creeps towards my mother and bends down beside her.

"You should eat, you have been like this ever since we left the hospital it's not healthy," his voice was soft and careful as he spoke to my mum.

"I don't want your food, I want my daughter!" Her shouts echoed across my small bedroom leaving my father with a pained expression.

He slowly started moving backwards until he was a safe distance from her, and turned around to walk away leaving the plate of food I have a feeling she won't touch.

Slowly I build up the courage to go to her and kneel down in front of her, I shut my eyes as a tear drops and think deeply of my mother and every time I do memories flood through my head and tears start pouring out of my eyes.

This won't work if I cry after every memory, I start again but this time I block out my emotions and concentrate on how to get into her head.

"I need to talk to you mum," I say trying my hardest to talk to her.

"Riley?"

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Booommm
Yeah I know I took like 5 weeks to update but I already explained at the beginning and I also promise this is my shortest chapter ever and no more chapters this short.