My Work

Pasts

" but mom i don't want to clean up the attic." sad little billy.

"dear just go and do it please." said mom.

"ok fine. but i don't have to like it." say billy folding his arms. but as he starts to walk up the stairs, he hears his mom calling up to him.

" and don't touch the box with of old photo albums."

"ok mom." he yell back down then he hurry to the top of the stairs. when he get up he start to walk over to the box.

" i wonder what really in this box that she doesn't want me to see. well lets see." he flips of the top of the box with a rush. and the dust from the ages goes flying all over the place. he waves his hand in a motion to clear the dust from his mouth so he could breath better. when the dust clears, he looks onward into the box. the box was full of dusty old books, even older them him, himself.

"wow." he says reaching into the box. he pulls out a old book the looks like it was not opened for years. billy slumps on the floor with a thud. he blose of the dust, and prise open the book. his eyes start to water as he sees an old picture of his dad. holding him as a baby.

billy hadn't seen his dad for years. not after his dad was killed. by them. with water eyes he flips the page, on the next there was a picture of some little girl. he thinks i was a child from a friend of the family's. but then when he flips the page he starts to smile as he sees a picture of a him, but then he notices another person in the picture. a person that it looked like he knew, because he was holding her hand and smiling.

the girl had beautiful black hair something like his own. he pull the picture and puts the book aside. he brings the picture close to his face. she resembled him in a lot of ways, not only in the hair color, but the face, and the eyes.

" how's it going up there?" said mom. billy did not reply. he was to focused on the picture. "honey are you alright." she says walking up the stairs. billy stills is focused on the picture. when his mom comes around the corner. she gasps in shock as she sees billy looking at the picture.

"billy what are you doing ?" she says.

" mom who is this little boy?" he asks showing her the picture. but being careful not to show her the girl.

"oh that's you sweetie." she said.

'but then who is this girl then?" he says showing her the girl in the picture. his mom looks at him angrily.

"billy. where did you get this?"

"in the box mom, but who is this girl?" he asked her. but she just grabs the picture out of his hand.

" billy i want you to forget that you ever saw this.

" but mom why?"

"billy"

"yes mom." he says sadly.

"ok now go to your room."

"yes mom." says billy walking of. after billy leaves, she looks over her shoulder to see if he is still there. them she put the book and picture in the box. but before she puts the lid on she puts her hand on the picture, and with a tear in her eye she says.

" i miss you my beautiful girl."