Alone

Packing

Pixie started to think about what to do. She was pacing up and down well not really walking but flying. Until she said “Ok guys pack a small backpack with things you need for the trip” Pixie said strictly now, acting like my mom. They all ran upstairs, took a random backpack and started filling it up. No one talked, no one dared to talk.

Eva packed 2 pairs of clothes and shoes, and a sleeping bag. I liked the idea of the sleeping bag so I packed one too. I noticed that Mark packed pj´s, I also liked the idea and packed that too. I was packing things that Mark or Eva were packing because I honestly didn't know what to pack. After what seemed for ever they walked down the stairs and saw Pixie packing food and water. “Are you guys ready, are you sure you packed everything you need?” asked Pixie. “Yes”, I said, everyone nodded in agreement. “Ok I got food and bottles of water”, said Pixie. She was packing back and forth nervously as she went over the map explaining everything on it until all of us knew it by heart. “At this pace we will leave at dawn I suggest that you get at least three hours of sleep”, said Pixie, now sounding like my mother, no one dared to do anything but go to bed.

I walked upstairs gloomy and took of my shoes and tucked myself in bed, I closed my eyes, but didn't try to sleep. I was laying in bed when I noticed a tear running down my cheek. I was crying hard, so hard that Mark and Eva had to come to the side of my bed and try to comfort me, but no one could comfort me how I had suffered a ton during this dark night. I fell asleep, tears still trickling down my cheeks and soaking the pillow.hello