This is it I’m finally here; it feels like I could hardly breathe. I didn’t want to be here, I never wanted to come, I didn’t want to leave everything behind but I did, seeing it now it was more Morden looking than old, still I wish I didn’t have to come here I had to, because they asked me too and I will follow their wish.
There last wish.
Flashback
“To our beloved child in the event that anything will happen to us you will be in the sole custody of your uncle and his wife, David and Danielle McKnight. You will be living with them and their three sons Samson and Christopher who are the same age and Tristan who is a year older. In the event that anything happen or events that may occur you will be attend Gateway Arch Academy, a school that has helped both me and your father it will also answer any questions you might have, Please know that this is for you and that we all love you now until forever.” It seemed now, that the attorney was finished he placed their will in front of me, as he stood next to the window.
“Will my uncle and aunty be picking me up?” I asked the attorney
“No, I believe not. However you will be staying with them for a short time". He looked away from me than at something else than back at me unil a look passed across his wrinkled face. "There is something they wanted you to have." - taking out a pile of papers.- "they where close friends to me too.” He gave me a weak smile before turning away from me once again. He handed me a letter I… I couldn’t look even touch it let alone open it, it made everything seem all too real. Reaching with shacking, sweaty hands I took the letter, and stuffed the rest in my satchel trying to hold back my tears that wanted to spill out.
“Why now, I don’t want to leave I have friends here and family why… why do I have to leave.” Shouting at the attorney who just stood there. I was frustrated.
“It’ll be fine i promise you’ll see.” He handed me a plane ticket I looked at it then him then back at the ticket with a bewildered expression.
“You can’t be serious,- cruching the ticket in the palm of my hand-"you expect me to leave and go where to… to America, for bloody sakes I never been anywhere then here, and you expect me to drop everything, my friends, my grandmother, my home?” I was past frustrated now I was furious, I have lived my entire life in New Zealand, in the small area of Roskill, and having made life long friends still they expected me to leave it all behind. No way, No way in hell!
“Look…” the Attorney says, placing his hand on my trembling shoulder.
“I know your parents would have only thought of what was best for you; they’ve always been that way, even when we were younger so suggesting living with your uncle and aunty would of meant they where putting your best interest first.”
Staring at him I cold only see love, that only came with truly trusting someone with you life, that is what i saw along with respect and loyalty when he spoke of my parents. Nervously I agreed with them not knowing if I would enjoy the trip or not and deep down i know nothing would ever be the same.
Saying goodbye to all my friends and to my beloved grandmother was almost the hardest thing to do I was crying form the airport, and on the plane and fell asleep, thinking of my parents and the new place that would now be called home.
Meeting my relatives was well… interesting and slightly awkward to say the least, I didn’t get to meet my cousin they where already at the school campus so they said ill meet them there, I have never been to a campus before let alone lived there with someone my own age when I meet my uncle he looked just like my dad,every time I looked at him made me teary eyed, although he looked more serious and scary looking but kinda knew he had a nicer side to him, my aunt god forbid was bubbly and joyful to have me and yet when she smiled it never reached her eyes, they always looked sad.
They may have seemed different but it made me both happy and sad. It reminded me of my parents, of how they use to look at one another with such undying love. True unrequited love.
I final looked at the place I would stay on school brakes it was very well… posh looking with a 19th century twist almost like a haunted house but less creepy.
Flashback Over
