"It's okay my dear everything will be alright" she said squeezing me tight with sadness . Life's full of mystery ready to be discovered. "Really auntie Shelly I'm okay, it was there time to go and I accepted that I will never get to see them again" with a tear slowly developing in my eye. It's easy trying to start a conversation with someone you don't really know....it's just what do I say? For the first time I'm speechless. 2 days ago was the day we drove from New York to New Orleans and it was also the day I felt pain for the first time I never truly realized the death of my parents was real until i saw there body lying there silently, eyes closed. As I stand here only seeing black I think to myself if a crow would loss its wings can it still fly? Do I still have a chance to fly? Suddenly I know what to say to my aunt. I ask "do you believe in second chances?" She replied "of course Lucy it's never to late" I start crying saying "then my parents should have had a second chance, why did they die, how did they die, I never knew believing in God would bring so much pain to so many people." She comes and sits next to me looking at me and saying "some things you can't explain God works in mysterious ways" i look away push back and go in my "new" room. This house belonged to my grand-mother on my mother's side, my mother used to live here, sleep in the same bed as me but still I don't feel slightly at home. My dear old grandmother died 17 years ago due to cancer and she left this house to my aunt Shelly also known as my mothers sister. I look under my bed and find a box, on the top of the box It said Rosie Gonzales Vior. I smile it's my mothers name.. My mothers box. I open the box and I find a love letter written by my mother 15 years ago saying that she was pregnant and that she knew that I would bring joy to this world. The letter was sent to Roy Crew Venderwood ... My father I laught and smile I turn the page and it says you are the love of my life. I was smiling and laughing as I look further in the box. I see a letter.... Written on this letter is the name Lucy Gonzales Venderwood Reagen and under it says for your 16 birthday. I return everything in the box and look around looking for answers but I have yet seen anything suspicious but my aunt looking at me with confusion and laughter asking me " are you looking for anything important.... You look very interested in my things. I laugh and gently go back upstairs. But suddenly I go and rush down stairs and I ask "how did my parents die" she replied "your not ready to know the truth my dear I will tell you when your ready" I'm so confused I don't know what to say "aunt Shelly why was it so tragic"'she looks and me with a tear slowly dripping off her cheek and smile saying "when it's your time you will know" I'm confused what does she mean by that?.
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RandomA 15 year old girl called Lucy Reagan discovered the true meaning of life when her mother and father die in a tragic car crash a month ago.... Lucy must go and live with her unknown aunt Shelly....She enters New Orleans in fear of what's to come...