After the burial, I spend the remains of the day staring at the gray sky. Seems like it's mourning too.
I don't know what will going to happen next. I really don't know how can I be able to still live my life with all pleasure. With all I need. I need my family. But I just lost them.
How can he let this happen to me? Why?
Am I the worst of all the people in the world? Am I worse than Hitler? Than Osama bin Laden? Did I just become the worst daughter and sister? Did I really hurt someone that bad?
I really can't understand.
Why?
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As I enter the house, I heard Grandma taliking to someone over the phone.
"We'll be going tomorrow morning. We'll bring her together with us. Make sure everything's okay when we arrive.
"I know it's hard but she had to let go. She needs to keep distance for a while. She needs to move on. We all have to start our life. We shouldn't take this thing for the rest of our living.
"I haven't told her yet. Even if she don't like the idea, there's no choice but to do it. Pangasinan will be her new hometown, and that's final.
"We'll be there by night. I'll inform you when we get there. Thank you."
"Who's that? Who are you bringing to Pangasinan?" I disturbed her as she hangs up the phone. I looked at her furiously.
She sighs. She went to collect her words. "Riley, you have to refresh your mind... and your soul... for a while. I know this will be hard for you, but it's the best thing you could do. We don't want you depressed."
"At this point of time? Really? NO! I'm not going to Pangasinan! I'm not going anywhere! I'm not going with you!" I find my room and locked it.
"Riley. Riley!"
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I want them out!
I hate them!
How can they leave with all these things?!
They're immoral!
--
"Dear Dad, Mom, and Josh:
Please come back.
I don't want to go with them.
Save me...
PLEASE!!!"
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New Home
General FictionHOME - the best place you could ever be; the place you can call yours. What if it's new? Was it still right to call it home?
