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The Beginning Of The End

Black.

Black is all I could see, people around me wearing black, the sky was black, My thoughts were black.

Here I was standing in the rain wearing black.

Isn't it strange how when somebody loses their life, everybody gathers together to send them off into the ground in peace. Here I was standing with a bunch of strangers staring down into a black hole at a black coffin. I gripped onto my umbrella tighter as I approached the coffin to set down a single rose and I looked around at everyone I didn't seem to know. People who were on phones, some crying and others pretending to cry and a group of men right at the back of the crowd that I could only see faintly due to tears clouding my vision. They stayed out of the way, heads down and all wearing red clothing?

I felt a soft hand on my shoulder, steering me into the direction of the old black car that had bought me here.

"I think thats enough for today Krissy." My best friend Alissa had put my seatbelt on as I was still numb.

"What..what am I going to do now? Where am I going to go? I've got no one" I whispered as tears began to fall just as I thought I had no tears left to cry.

I looked at Alissa as she looked at me with sad eyes and she tried to smile "You are moving into my house, we have each other. I know you loved your uncle and he looked out for you and he still will look out for you just where he is up in the sky or as he used to call it Gangsters paradise"

We both smiled as we made our way to what I would now call my new home.

My life hasn't been smiles and laughter. My childhood was more of an adulthood I was always treated like a grown up as a child. My mother and father or as I was to call them John and Victoria had various hotels around the country always bringing in money that would never go to buying my brother Kyle and I toys or taking us on trips as a family and we were always only allowed one friend, no more. They always said freinds weren't important only family. As I moved into secondary school I was bullied for having money but choosing not to spend it and I wasn't very outspoken, I liked to keep myself to myself.

At eating times, Victoria and John started to make me eat on my own and I wasn't allowed to family or business events only Kyle was allowed. They loved Kyle where as I was the one that was hidden and never spoken about. Only my Uncle Gary or Uncle G as I called him actually knew me.

On my 16th birthday, 6 years ago was when everything turned around. Uncle G had stayed over ready for my birthday. I remember waking up and running down the stairs to find no one there, no cards, no balloons and no presents just like every birthday. They always forgot about me, supposedly their daughter. This time was different, the house felt empty and too quiet. My uncle was next to me, an arm wrapped around my shoulder.

"Sorry kiddo they left last night" He had said. I didnt know what to feel, I never had anything good except from my uncle and that is how I found myself staying with the man that was more of a father to me and one that I could trust with my life.

Now here I am 22 and moving in with my bestfriend and a hole in my heart that was ripped away when uncle G died.