Destiny - Slow Updates - OLD BOOK

II

"Freddy?"
"Yes my Flower?"
"We're best friends forever, right? "
"We are more than friends my sweetheart... "
"Are we? "
"Yes, just wait till you grow up... Then I will show you what I mean"
"I can't wait!"
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There it is...the house, that I used to call my home.
I looked up at it and as expected, it hasn't changed.
It's still big, the Windows are still covered, the door is still old with the annoying sound when you open it and the garden is still ugly. It looks like an haunted house in my eyes.
I didn't like it, since I was a little girl, I was always creeped out by it and all my friends didn't want to visit me...well I didn't have many friends, only a few.
But they were true friends, not like these basic bitches, who only like you because of your money or your popularity.
But I didn't have much money nore was I popular.
My mother and I moved in this house, only because we didn't have the money to live in a normal house. My father died in a early age, so my mother had to work more to make at least a bit money. We couldn't afford the house anymore after some time, so my mother and I had to move away.
As she found the house, she was really excited.
I can clearly remember the day as she ran to me, with a big smile she told me the news.
I didn't like the house, but still was happy, that she worked hard, so we could live even in a house.
She was so proud of what she acomplished, so I didn't want to talk bad.
I was happy to See her like that.
We lived in that house for 3. years, but the she died.
I can't remember how she died nore do I remember these past 3.years that well.
Because as my mother died and my aunt took care of me, she and I went to a Therapist.
He let me forgot many things and everytime I go to sleep, I need to take those pills.
But then again,  I was glad to be back.
I smiled at myself and walked torwards the house.
My House.

I unlocked the old door and walked inside.
As I walked inside I immenditaly saw the pictures, hanging acrous the door on the wall.
Pictures of me and my family.
I took a picture off of the Wall and looked closely.
'I looked so Happy' I thought and grinned.
I whipped the dust away.
Then I saw who was underneath it.
My Dad.
He looked happy into the camera with his (e/c)  eyes.
A single tear escaped my left eye and I hugged the picture.
I then looked up and looked around the room.
The walls were gray and the Windows were dirty,  which means,  that nobody moved in this House for a long time and if someone would have moved in here, they would have took the pictures of the wall.
I took one last glance at the picture that I was holding in my hands and hung it back to the wall.
I walked outside again and took the boxes out of the car.

I'm finally back-