Chapter 2: A Ghost From My Past

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Later on in the afternoon Violet called me upstairs saying that she found the perfect outfits for us, I again rolled my eyes because why not and walked upstairs. She was sat on her bed waiting, as I walk in and she starts smiling. She holds up two dresses, the exact same style just different colours, indigo and violet. I put on a fake smile, took my dress and walked off into the bathroom.

I got ready for my birthday, but I didn't feel the same excitement as Violet, I could hear her on the phone to Joseph, that slag.
"Omg Joesph you have to come!" Please baby, you know I can't deal with Indigo on my own" She was talking to him for around another ten minutes until from the corner of her eye she saw me stood in the door way. I was shook, how could she be so nice to my face and so rude behind my back, mom always told me to stay away from people like that, but she also told me to treat others how you want to be treated, Violet didn't follow her advice, so maybe some sweet revenge...

I soon heard people talking downstairs, I quickly ran down to see who arrived and to my surprise the Villareals where here first, I ran and hugged aunty Emma and then moved in to uncle Max, we talked and talked for around two hours and then the whole bottom floor was filled with people! I could see Ciara and Charlie quickly grabbing a glass of vodka from their handbag and filling up small glasses with it, I turned around and saw mom walking in with a birthday cake with the number 13 on it, obviously Violet ran their first but my foot slipped and she kind of tripped over, lucky for me her shoe laces where untied so no one suspected me, a few minutes later everyone was singing happy birthday, as we blew out our candles I felt a presence, it felt as if someone's hand was on my shoulder, I look behind me and see a figure which look like my father, a split second went by and he was gone.. I looked at the grave yard from the window and longed to see him once again... just one more time.

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