I WISH

Annabel

I woke up in Kim's lap. He is 19 years old and owns his own apartment. I sat up, and saw Kim in his green eyes. His face is so perfect! Well not too perfect, but just perfect.  And his hair...beatiful. It's kind of brown-blondish, and a little wavy. When his hair is long, it sticks out in all directions, that's why he keeps it short. He has never really told me anything about his family, only that they are gone and that's all that mattered.

- It's going to be all right. I promise. He said. What? Why wouldn't everything be all right?

- Of course, why wouldn't it be? I asked.

- Katie, I know what happened last night. He answered. My heart stopped beating.

- You know? B..b..ut how? I stammered.

He was about to answer when someone knocked on the door.

A young girl came in. She was around 7, 8 years old maybe?

-Come in. Kim said

- Sorry sir. Am I interrupting something sir? She asked, and looked at my half naked body. I covered it with the sheets.

- Uuuuhh, yes. I mean no, yes maybe...no.

Kim told the girl to come in.

- Sir? Do you have any molded bread sir? She asked. Why would she want molded bread? It took some time to realize that she wanted to eat it. She must be homeless, I thought and looked at her dirty, ripped up clothes. Poor girl. We asked her to come in, and started cooking tea.

When I touched her skin, it was freezing cold. So I found a blanket for her to wear, and served her the tea and some bread(the bread wasn't molded) We asked her who and where her family was. She responded by shaking her head and soaky eyes. Dead, I thought. How awful!

All three of us stayed home most of the day, exept for Kim who went to the supermarket to get some food. He came home with some new clothes for Annabel (the little girl) they were waaaayy too big for her, but she still wanted them.

That night was very nice actually, we played some cards and other games. But I still had to resist the urge to cry and scream, and jump out the window. I hope you didn't think that I wouldn't care about the fact that I killed my own mother. But I mean, I managed. And I still had Kim by my side. We found a matress for Kim to sleep on. His apartment is basically two rooms. The kitchen, bedroom and living room was all mixed together into one big room. The bathroom was luckily a room by itself.

While Kim slept on a matress, Annabel and I, shared his bed.

All of us were in bed when Annabel started crying

-Annabel, relax. Its going to be alright. Tomorrow we'll find an orphenage that you can live in. You'll have a new home. I told her.

- I don't wand a new home. I want to live with you.

- You know you cant. We are sixteen, and nineteen years old. That won't work.

- I know... . She said, and took my arm

- But a girl can always wish.

She fell fast asleep, and the night was all quiet. Finally we could relax. And we were all safe...We thought...

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