screaming **Discontinued**

Chapter 14

it was very loud at the dining table, but that wasn't new it always was loud. William was asked to stay in the guest bedroom or actually kind of told to stay in the guest bedroom and now was sitting at the dinner table with us. he tried to say that it didn't have to but my foster family is very persuasive. the guest bedroom was practically his lily told me. he stayed here very often apparently. I didn't really care, all I could think about was that tonight I was going to open the packages. I could barely wait and when we were done with dinner I wanted everyone to go to bed as fast as possible, but it felt like they were going even slower than normal. they were taunting me on purpose. when it was finally time William pulled me apart for a moment. ''hey Paris if you have a panic attack again just bang on the wall on the side of your closet. i'll be there okay?'' I nodded my head and went into my room. I waited one more hour so I was sure everyone was asleep and then went out of bed and lifted the boxes on my bed. I sat back down on my bed on the covers and got the first box out. I knew that it didn't matter how long it would take. it was Friday so tomorrow it was weekend and I could sleep in as late as I wanted. the first box was the one I had taken out from under my secret hiding space in my old house. I took out what was in it one by one and looked at the most important stuff and the old photographs of my old life. I shed a tear when I saw how happy we were. I quickly put it away and went to the next box. one that I got from my parents' bedroom. opened it and took out what was in it. there was a small wrapped package and when I lifted it I saw a letter at the bottom. I got the letter out and read it. hi my sweet bubble monkey,

I recognized my mothers handwriting and cried and smiled at the same time at the nickname she used to call me. she couldn't chose what nickname to give so she just used two. that means you are extra unique she used to say to me when I asked why I had two.

if you read this then that means something terrible happened and i'm not alive anymore.

I cried harder. she knew she going to die. maybe not in the way she thought but she expected it and knew she wasn't save.

I have made boxes with your birthday presents for each year. or at least most of the years I hope. this one is for your fifteenth birthday. I hope you like it. happy birthday and lots of kisses form mom and dad.

I cried and got the package out. I opened it and looked at it. I remembered I wanted a certain music box for my fifteenth birthday. and here it was. it was a glass globe with blossoms and butterflies in it. it was absolutely beautiful. I carefully took it out and set it on my cupboard opposite of my bed. I got out the next box and searched for the letter. I found it and read it.

hi my sweet sixteen bubble monkey,

I stopped right after that line. I remembered how hard my sixteenth birthday had been. it's such an important age and both of my parents weren't there. I had locked myself up in my room in the foster care group home and didn't come out all day. I cried and cried. I layed down and my box fell and hit the floor with a thud. I hoped nobody heard it but I heard something in the hallway. I ignored it and continued to drown in my misery. I heard a soft knock on my door and lifted my head, my body still laying down. ''Paris is everything okay?'' I didn't answer of course one because I couldn't and two because I hoped if I didn't do anything he would go away. he opened the door and saw me laying on my bed with tears rolling down my face. he quickly but swiftly closed the door and ran to me. he sat on the bed and pulled me in for a hug. I continued to cry my eyes out. he then noticed the boxes and the other stuff. ''what's this?'' I sat up and grabbed the letter from my fifteenth birthday present. and gave it to him. he read it and when he was done he looked at me with sympathy in his eyes. ''she knew didn't she?'' I nodded my tears now coming out like waterfalls. I stretched my arms out in need for a hug. he got the hint and pulled me close. I buried my face in his chest. ''maybe you shouldn't do this right now and continue another time.'' he said to me. I immediately sat up and looked at him. I shaked my head vigorously. ''why?'' he asked. I took out a piece of paper and wrote: because this is a date that brings me closer to them because it is a special one. I need to do this. I gave it to him and he nodded. ''okay I understand but i'm staying with you okay?'' I nodded my head. I took the letter I tossed aside again and read on.

today is a very special date. it's your sixteenth birthday. you're officially a woman now for a lot of people. i'm so, so sorry that we aren't there to celebrate it with you. just know that we will love you forever no matter what happens. love mom and dad.

I took out the package and looked at it. it was a lot bigger than the other one. I opened it and saw a beautiful frame with a sweet sixteen text. took another package out of the opened package. I knew that my dad had put it in. he always did a second layer if there were more then one gifts. he did it to be funny and so it wouldn't break. I smiled at the memory. I opened the second one and looked at it. it was a silver bracelet with small beads of sweet sixteen. I loved it. I took my two new gifts and put them on the cupboard next to my music box. ''did you get that music box too?'' he asked. I nodded. ''it's beautiful.'' I nodded again with a smile on my face. I went back to my bed and got out the next box. this one was from my last birthday. I took the letter and read.

today is your seventeenth birthday and that means that school is almost done. that also means that you're gonna have a few new keys. for that you need a keychain and we can't have that undecorated now can we? open your gift we hope you love it. love mom and dad.

I opened the gift and looked astonished at the beautiful crystal keychains in my hand. there was a P for Paris and there were a few crystal butterflies. I always had something with butterflies I don't know what but I always had loved them. ''wow'' William said looking at my gifts. I nodded at him that I agreed. I put them on the cupboard. I went to the boxes and saw another one it didn't have an age on it like the others, but a music key and a butterfly. I got the box and searched for a letter. I got it out and read it surprised. it wasn't my mothers handwriting it was my dads.

hello my little butterfly,

i smiled at the nickname from my dad. ever since he found out i loved butterflies that i partially loved because of that nickname he called me that. i read on curious about what he was going to say.

your mother and i don't always agree on stuff. that's why i write you this letter. your mom had a certain gift in mind for your seventeenth birthday but i had another. she of course bought hers and made that your gift. i still don't agree and i didn't back then. so i bought my gifts too. it's not a crime, and who says that i can't spoil my little girl. so here are my gifts. triple wrapped for extra, extra protection. i know that you are probably not as little anymore when you read this but you'll always be my little butterfly.

a lot of love from your dad.

i laughed at the letter but cried at the end. i put the tops of my fingers on my lips and looked up while also bringing my hand up to the sky. William looked at me with interest but didn't ask. i picked up my dads package and opened it. two layers later i had it open. it was also a music box, but this was in the shape of a piano. it was beautiful. i put it on my cupboard and looked in the package there were also two necklaces. one silver heart made and one silver key with a music key and wings. i loved all of my gifts. ''you're not going to open the others?'' William asked. i shaked my head no. ''why?" i took my paper and simply wrote. because those birthdays haven't been yet. he nodded his head understandingly gave me one last hug and went to his room. midway he stopped turned around and said: ''now you have to go to sleep okay?'' i nodded my head with a smile which he returned. ''okay goodnight Paris.'' i waved him goodnight and he went to his room. i cleaned up everything and put the other boxes in my closet. i then walked to my bed and went to sleep. happy that i got this moment. i felt even closer to my mother and my dad was forgiven for one night. since a very long time i was finally happy.