(James POV)
"Yeah, I'll catch you later, tell my sister I love her!" I shouted through the therapist door.
"Of course James" Mr white said.
I walk home quite content, but then I realised I was quite hungry, so I grab some food and realise Stacy should be home about now from the therapist.
Stacy is my sister, I love her to bits, and I would do anything for her. She stays home as she has schizophrenia so it makes it hard to communicate with people and participate in everyday activities as some of the people she sees, voices she hears, and feelings she gets. Aren't real.
I walk through the door and smell pizza, my sister and mum were already eating.
My dad died when I was 11, it's been 12 years but I still miss him, Stacy was 15, so i understand it hit her harder as she understood it more.
He died in a fire at our old house, everybody got out but I was still in there so he went back for me. He was so brave, I was terrified. He told me that he may not make it but that he was proud of me and he loved me. He took me outside but he tripped back, pushing me forward into my mother's arms, and him engulfed into the flames, they tried to save him.
But to no luck.
"You started without me?" I said.
My mum looked sad, she should be, today commemorates 12 years of my dad being six feet- never mind, he's ashes.
I get through it with my humour but it upsets my mum.
"Yes, sorry" my sister said in her timid voice.
"Remember you have to get that injection tomorrow, mr white said so" mum reminded me.
"What's it for again?" I said during chew filled mouthfuls of pizza.
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Mystère / ThrillerJames has a depressed mother, a schizophrenic sister and a dead dad, what happens when he takes a injection and all of his family disappear, will he follow his dead grandparents clues to finding his family, or will he be forever alone.... ....or bot...
