Yellow shoebox

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After an hour of simply crying by my mothers body I did as she said. I mean what else was I supposed to do. I couldn't stay. I packed then went into my moms room. I kept my head down as I walked past the dresser and all the pictures that were on it. I looked under the bed and pulled a yellow shoebox out. I opened it and it had everything she said it would. The passport with my face but not my name the money and also... the picture of my father. He had my hair m-my nose and my bright sea blue eyes? Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit. I can't do this, my mom just died and "holy shit," I muttered aloud. I have to get out of here. I walked down the steps and out the door without glancing at the kitchen. I drove as fast as I could to Ava's house. By then it was 1 in the morning and I had to throw a rock at her window. she opened her window and hissed " what the fuck are you doing here, Emma,". I summarized the night and told her where I was going. I just wanted to let my friends know. Once I was done she said "Im coming with."

"What no you are not, your family is here!"

"First do not ever think you are not part of my family and second my family is safe you are not, I'm going with you."

"No"

"Yes"

"No"

"Yes" and while this was going on she was packing!

"No"

"Yes" she jumps down from the window and gets in the car.

"Ugggh you know I hate you right now, right."

"I love you too" she says in the most innocent voice possible.

"Yeah right"

She makes me go to Caro's and pretty much the same thing happens.

So now 3, 18 year old girls are driving to the airport to go to Maryland, and find my Aunt Susan. This is just what I was planning to do in the first hour of my 18th birthday! The airport is nearly empty as we board the plane. Once we are on and the plane is up in the air, i start to cry. I mean I don't cry. but there I was doing it while leaning on Ava's shoulder. Eventually I fell asleep, and everything was peaceful until I woke up not knowing where the hell I was. then everything came back to me. My mom, where I was, my father! we got off the plane and was welcomed by an empty airport. I went to the bathroom to try to calm my swollen eyes. It didn't work. the I just started to get angry. I mean my mom was dead. Who the fuck killed her

and why? I feel like she was keeping so many things from me and now I will never know what those things were. I got angry enough to punch the mirror. The fucking mirror shattered! I didn't think I was that strong, what the fuck? I ran out of the bathroom and tried to find the exit. I was hyperventilating and I needed fresh air. Ava and Caro on my heels. Soon, I had calmed down enough to get in a cab, and give the address to the diver. We were there in less than an hour, and it wasn't long enough. Sighing heavily, and resigning myself to this fate we got out and walked up a long driveway lined with wolfs bane. Don't ask me how I knew that. But the smell was giving me a headache. we got to the door and I couldn't bring myself to knock. If I knocked that meant my mom was gone and she was never coming back, and that thought made my want to cry all over again. Caro knocked for me. After waiting for several minutes the door slowly opened. A women who looked exactly like my mother walked out.

"Aunt Lia?" I managed to squeak out.w

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