the day everything changed ( one direction )

part 29

Before anyone notice it I run out the back door .

A big backpack on my back.

I run to the other end of the island and drop everything I have in a tree hut.

Its like my mini palace.

After setting everything up , I get to work.

I walk to the clearing a bit away from the hut and start to drag things around.

By the time I have stage one complete its dark and I have to get back to the hut.

I climb the latter and put the hiding net in place.

People who would look up wont see there is a hut.

My secret hiding space.

I put out the blanket on the couch bed and snuggle into it .

While looking around I remember the first time I ran to this island.

FLASHBACK:

“ samantha , you have changed “ taylor says looking at me.

I don’t like the look in his eyes.

“ I don’t “ I respond.

He shakes his head.

“Sammy , you did , no one is aloud to touch you , you dress different and you hardly eat, sleep or do fun things.”

I point my finger at my brother , “ people do change deal with it “ .

With that I walk out of the house taking my own yet and fly to my island.

Im to mad to stay inside the house so I roam around the island until I find a old treehouse.

It looks like it has been left for years.

What practically is cause no one has been here over 15 years.

Carefully I  make my way up .

The interior is old fashioned like its from the early 50’s .

Without dwelling on it I start to fix the old hut.

As I am replacing some rotten floor planks I find a little box in the floor.

I sit on my bed and open it .

There is a beautiful neckless inside .

They seem to be real pearls on it.

After I put the neckless beside me I find a picture.

There are 2 little kids on it , not older than 6.

There holding hands .

On the back there is childish letter.

“ here we met, we wil always love each other until we die, daisy and timothy “.

I look back at the picture .

Those kids are cute.

I put the picture down and find another one .

I gasp and drop the picture.

On the picture are my parents holding my brother and I .

We where still very young.

On the back is writing again.

“ now where older , we still love each other, we proved or love by having 2 wonderfull kids, daisy and timothy”.

In the box are a few more pictures of my mother and father when they get older .

From kids to teens .

Always holding hands .

When they are teens they are looking at each other lovingly .

I wish I had that kind of love .

But everyone knows Samantha smith is not capable of loving.

I never was and never will be .

I have never fallen in love .

I don’t know the feeling.

A few boys got my liking yes.

But they where fit that’s all.

Flashback over.

Still today I still hold the box , it’s the box that now holds the letters from the boys.