Shot Down

Chapter 2

After a while I find Rosie sitting on the stairs. I don't know why she's sitting there. She never sits there. I walk up to her and sit next to her. She says nothing though, it's like she's in a trance. Just looking straight forward. I nudge her elbow, trying to get her attention.

"Hi" she says softly.

"You hungry" I ask. "Ben and I were waiting for u to come eat with us downstairs."

She shrugs.

"C'mon" I say. "You gotta be hungry."

"No" she says. "I'm not. Thanks though."

Cheering Rosie up is way harder than cheering Ben up. It's just that he's younger than all of us, and I guess I know how to make little kids like him feel better.

"Ok then" I say. "Come down when u want."

"Ok." She says.

As I walk downstairs and I hear my mom sobbing. So she has probably woken up finding nobody next to her. I walk up to her door touching the door knob. I pause for a few seconds, then take my hand away. I don't want to bother her. So I just sit down with my back to the wall beside her door. I bury my face in my knees.

Just listening to her sob makes my throat tighten I get up fast and run to my room. Living without my father, it's like living without everything I care for.

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For a while I sit next to my window, just watching cars drive by. Watching kids playing.

Then I see someone, someone who looks just like my father. I let out a big grin.

I run down the stairs down the hall and out the door. I stop and look around for a while, I don't see him. Where did he go?

After a few seconds, I see him again. I run down the driveway and across the road, then I hear a honking noise. I look beside me and I see car rushing toward me.

I try to leap out of the way to prevent the car from hitting me, but I was too late. The car hits me and I stumble to the pavement beside the car. My left leg and arm are in so much pain that I don't even cry. All I can hear now is my heart beginning to beat slower and slower. I see my mother, Ben and Rosie sprinting toward me. My eyes close before they reach me, and I drift off.