Not really gone

Prologe

It was late August and school was about to start. I was going to go shopping with my best friend Hope. She's a nice girl with a long slender body, strawberry blond hair, and a lot of freckles, followed by a personality that makes everyone laugh. But right before we left I got a call saying that my brothers, my sister and my parents were in a car accident. Hope and I rushed to the police department and asked what was going on. my other brother Jessy came in right after us. He's just a couple months younger than me because we have different moms. My mom died a long time ago when I was 8. He looked at me tears rushing down my cheeks, and put his arms around me in a way that made me feel safe. After one week the funeral for five of my family members was put into place. there were a lot of tears sheded and when it was my time to speak I looked to the back row of chairs and saw my grandpa Don in which nobody has seen in over ten years. For some weird reason seeing him brought rage into my heart and I could not control it. I called him out and started cursing at him for never being here. He left and nobody seemed to care, I guess we were all just used to being abandoned. Now that me and Jessy had no place to sleep our aunt Chloe moved in and took care of us. Chloe was only 25 and she now had to take care of two teenagers. Can't wait to see how this turns out.