Finding Abigail

Finding Abigail

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"Abby?" The torch beam swung towards a honack bush, the red berries glimmered in the light, some had been pecked off by an animal or bird, and a few lay scattered on the ground, smooth, shiny, and deadly poisoness. Deadly enough to kill a child. A little girl. The beam swung away back to the dirt road. Lucy and her little sister of five, Abigail were visiting their relatives in Norfolk for Christmas. The journey from their current foster home had been a long one, and they were tired and woozy on arrival. Their relatives had four children, Timmy, Jack, Katelyn and Joseph. They offered to take the duo on after their Mother and Father died, and they did, for a while. But problems arose and they found that six children were too hard to manage, and gave them back to the social services. Now Lucy and Abigail come once a month, and for events like Easter and Christmas. Abigail didn't know better, she didn't mind where she was as long as she was with Lucy, and Lucy was always with Abigail. Lucy never let her eyes off her little five year old sister. Never. Until that fateful Christmas Eve, where the mirror of Lucy's life shattered into tiny little pieces on a fluffy, cream carpet.
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"Mom, not today. I don't even know why you're making me go. Today is dads..." I didn't want to finish and remind her of dads' birthday. My phone kept ringing, I already knew it was Dakota, he's my childhood best friend. "Just take your brother to school, please!" She exclaimed. She looked miserable. I shut the door and smelled the freshly cut grass. I smiled to myself knowing it was my dad's favorite smell. "Alexandria! We're gonna be late, can you stop daydreaming and get in the car." My brother, Cory hollered. He hates to think about dad. He just forgets. I Jeep Wrangler and I started the car, Cory rolled down his windows. "Are we sitting together at lunch today?" Cory asked me. "No I want you to sit with your friends, I'll be alright alone." I told him. "Alright Alex, believe it or not I actually love you. And I love you enough to tell you, you need friends." He admitted. "Have fun. Love you too, Corky." I laughed at the name I gave him when I was a kid. He smiled at me then left into the school. I went on to go to a flower shop. I stopped and got out. I walked in the shop. "Ally, do you have my order, the cars running?" I asked Ally. "Yeah Alex, I have it. Your order for 1 dozen Chocolate Cosmos, 2 dozen Daises, and 1 dozen yellow Roses." "Thanks Ally." I grabbed all the flowers then ran back to the car. I drove to the grave. I threw all my stuff into my bag. I grabbed the flowers and I pulled my bag over my shoulder and got out. I looked around and saw people young and old coming here to see their loved ones. I saw my families graves. Almost my whole family will be buried here. My grandpa always said it was sacred. I put the Cosmos on my dad's grave. The Daises on my grandmothers and the Roses on my grandpas. I talked and talked to them till I pull my pack of cigarettes out of my bag along with a lighter. I put the cancer stick in my mouth and lit it. "You guys are probably really mad right now. Blame peer pressure in 9th grade."

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