Part five

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As I dozed of in a random house. I felt a comforting warm feeling like the one that you get in the winter. You know where It's cold outside but you've got the radiators on full whack and your under your duvets thinking about it only a couple of months or so till Christmas. It's the type of feeling you miss in the middle of summer. When it's too warm and you just wish it was winter. The night went quickly as always.I awoke to the sun breaking in through the windows. I grabbed my backpack and searched for my toothbrush. I went into the bathroom and brushed my teeth, washed my face and tied up my hair in a ponytail as I do every day. I looked around the house and found a wardrobe I took a dressing gown and put my clothes in the wash. You may be thinking why don't you just put the new clothes on? I like to keep these clothes because it gives me a reminder of when times were simpler and less... well Lonely. It reminds me of when I used to come downstairs and mum would complain about how I looked scruffy but no matter what I wouldn't change my style. I headed off once my clothes had dried. They still felt a little damp though. Oh well. As usual I did know where I was going but for some reason I wanted to go out of my boundaries. I usually stick by the roads because I know my way round the roads from when we used to go on really long drives with my dad. We just used to drive for hours and hours. Me and my sister arguing in the back of the car, mum telling dad different directions, dad getting stressed and the dog getting fed in ad confused. But as bad as it sounds it was family. It was the stuff that happened often. The stuff that made my family my family. The stuff I want to remember. The stuff I miss.

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