"Would you like to sit?" A man in a business tie and Jordan sneakers asked my sister Annable. She just sat rudely and took his spot. She rolled her eyes and took out her iPad to play My Talking Tom.
She had blonde hair like my mom and green eyes like my dad. Her skin was pale, egg shell white. She had the most beautiful face ever yet the worst attitude ever. She had a scar on her neck from climbing a tree in the back yard.I on the other had brown hair like my dad and blue eyes like my mom. My skin was a little tannish but not too tan. I had no bruises whatsoever but an birth mark on the back of my neck in the shape of a heart.
"Say, thank you!" I hissed at her.
"Thanks" she said looking at the man with a cheesy smile. "There, happy" she said her eyes gluing back on the iPad .
"Ugh, whatever" I said under my breath.
Wow, five more long stops, I swore under my breath. We where going to the homeless shelter for kids. My father and mother passed away in a hurricane 3 years ago. It was hard on us. Hard as hell. I never got over it but I'm trying, trying to get over it and go on with my life. I'm already going but I'll never get over it. I know my mom would say just focus on you future not the past, but my dad would say the past is what makes me me. It's been pretty hard on Annabelle too. She was already cold hearted when our parents divorced but when they died her heart evaporated and is no where to be seen. Hey, she was only 12 and I was 15
I gently closed my eyes tired of this boring train ride. I paid attention to my surroundings but I was lost in thought, a
flash back of my last day with my parents.
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It was a rainy,cold autumn day. It was only one week after my parents divorced. My father came to get his remaining stuff and say good bye to us.my sister and me where crying knowing this might be the last day I see him. Hurricane sandy was going on inside and outside. When he came he hugged us. We all started crying.
"No matter what any one says" he said , "I love you guys!". As he said that I looked up at his face and I saw tears on his face , that's when I hugged him harder. Then he stopped. "I want to give you girls something" he held a golden pocket watch. "To remember me. You will always know when to stop and go. And all the time I will be with you". He smiled the most saddest smile I've ever seen. As soon as we took the watch the most tragic scene in my life occurred. A pert of the roof fell on my parents. My dad pushed us out of the way so the board fell on him. "RUN!!!" He yelled I didn't want to. I wanted to stay with him, but I obeyed him. I grabbed my sisters hand and ran towards the bedroom. I grabbed my phone and called the police.
An hour passed. The rain was way more calmer than before. We heard sirens arriving at our house. Annabelle looked out the window and said "the police is here!". They came upstairs and took me and my sister out of our room. When we ran to the living room we stopped and stared. Our parents were on the floor. Bricks and wood was covering them. JBlood was to be seen. I held on to my necklace and prayed they were alive.
At the hospital the doctors were running rambunctiously, trying to get to the E.R. Ten minutes later they called us in the room. My parents were right there looking at us. At least I think so. I ran to dad and Annabelle ran to mom.
I cried a river. Enough to fill the earth.
"Sweetie I have one thing to say to both of you. I love you..." I smiled thinking later we can go home and get ice cream and forget this. I looked in his eye looking for that sparkle that he always has after saying " I love you" but the sparkle wasn't there. When his eyes didn't blink my father was gone "doctor!!!!!" We screamed. Were our parents dead? They came in covering them in blankets. A nurse with brown hair told me" I'm sorry, you're parents are de-"
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"Bedford!" The conductor said interrupting my flashback. I held on to my stopwatch necklace my dad gave me. I opened my eyes only to see Annabelle sleeping. I tapped her knee "wake up where getting off!". I started to get through the river of people in front of me. When I got of the train I checked my pockets for my metro card to refill it for this week. It wasn't there, I left it in the bag.
"Annabelle can you give me the metro ca-" as soon as I turned around to ask for the card but she wasn't there. Gone, just like the train.
I lost my parents in a hurricane. Did I just loose my sister too?
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Lost and Found (a sister story)
General FictionKate Waterson was 12 when she lost her she lost her parents in a hurricane. She has also lost her sister Annabelle in a train incudent. Will she lose something else too or will she gain something special?
