Life
It was a Friday morning and I had woken up in one of those get the hell away from me moods. I knew who ever I would see first would have there head bitten off by the lovely "me." Its not like my family cared about me anyway so why should I cared. I didn't mean what I was saying, I guess the party from the other night really did a number on me.
My first victim was my little sister. She was walking towards me with a smile on her face and cheer in her soul. She was so innocent....so small. Before she could say a word I begin to scream at her, telling her to get the hell out of the way. Her eyes begin to water and a tear rolled down her cheek. "Oh, shut up you little brat, stop crying and get over it." She just stood there staring at me with these tears in her eyes. I wanted so bad to push her out of the way so I could just move on with the day, but I couldn't do that to her. She was just a little girl who had no idea how it felt to be a teenager but then I couldn't just pick her up and hug her. Yes, I did love her, but I was upset, so I just walked around her, rolled my eyes and forgot about the whole thing. The next person I saw was my older brother. We made eye contact and I rolled my eyes and let out one of those whatever giggles. "You look so cute when your mad, still love ya though. " I was like what? My brother tell me that I 'm cute and that he loves me? I was going to ask who he was and what he had done with my brother. He usually tells me that I'm stuck-up and conceded. Oh well, I moved on to my next and last victim. My mom. She was the sweetest person I had ever met. Nothing anyone could say would bring her down. Or at least that was what I thought. She looked at me with a smile on her lips and a twinkle in her eye. She was about to hug me when I pushed her away and said "I'm not a little girl anymore, go hug your other daughter, I have don't have time for this." I couldn't believe what I had just said, but there was no way I could take it back so I just passed right by her. I heard her begin to cry. I turned around and saw her. Without thinking I said " "Oh mom get over it." My heart was falling to into pieces over what I had just said but my body and brain were thinking differently. I had no one else to attack, my dad had passed away 2 months ago in a car accident. The driver was so drunk that he didn't see my dad in his brand new mustang that he bought for my mom. My dad died instantly. The whole family cried and mourned his death. Ever since then the family has not been the same. My brother and I lost our hero. My sister wasn't as close to my dad as my brother and I were. Yes, she lost a father but her hero was still alive. My mom. I was walking down the stairs when I heard the door bell. I looked to the clock in the kitchen, its was 7:30! My friends were here. I was like, oh my god, why didn't my mom wake me up? I opened the door and saw no one. I was confused but still I was mad so I closed loudly so everyone could here. I turned around and walked away. Again I heard the doorbell. I was getting frustrated, but I walked back to open the door. I saw my father standing there, just looking at me. My body stood still, I made no movement. Questions ran through my head faster than anything. What was he doing here? I thought he passed on. Was this a dream.....
Take care of what you have today, you never know you could lose it tomorrow. He said this with so much heart ache. I could feel his pain. The man who I called father, the man who I thought passed on, my life long hero, was standing right in front of me. Tears began to run down my cheek. Not because of the words he spoke, but because he was back. I walked closer to hug him but he pushed away. I cried and asked why? Why was the man who I loved more than anything in the whole pushing me away? What did I do? I saw his body vanish before my eyes. He was gone within 2 seconds flat. My father left me again. I feel to the floor and begin to cry. I cried as if the whole was against me. My big brother and little sister came down stairs. They saw me there on the floor crying and just passed right by me. No what's wrong or are you ok. Just the cold shoulder. Then I saw my mom come running down the stairs. She was in tears. I had never seen her like this before. What was wrong....
She couldn't make it down the stairs, so I got up and tried to help her. She didn't even notice me. She just put her arm around my brother and they continued down the stairs. My mood changed....... I felt sad and unwanted. I walked into the kitchen to tell my little sister sorry for what I had said. I found her sitting on the counter chair crying. Did I miss something? Why was everyone one so sad? Well my brother wasn't crying or that was what I thought. As he came in with my mom, I saw them both in tears. Ok this was getting weird. What was going on? I walked up to my brother and asked what was wrong. He was staring off into space not listening to me at all. My whole family was in tears. I had no idea why. I heard the phone ring, my mom picked it and said softly "hello" Then she begin to yell " no, no not my baby" She dropped the phone and she fell to the floor in tears. My brother picked up the phone and asked what happened? His eyes watered so much. I had never seen my brother like this. Even when dad passed on he was so strong. He hung up the phone and picked up my little sister and hugged her as if he was about to lose her. He said softly "she's gone she's gone"
I heard a crash out side. I ran to the door and opened it. I saw my car totaled. It was in a collagen with an other car. I ran to my car to see who was driving it. I was. I was in the car, with the radio full blast. I looked in the back and saw my friends. Only one death.... mine. My father was right. I should have taken care of what I had in my life. My family. I ran back inside the house, and up to my room. As i got there I saw my little sister kneeling by my bed. She was saying a prayer. I listened to her little voice as it said.....
Dear god, Take care of my sister. She was my hero and I love her so much. Please tell her that. I wish I could have told her but she wasn't feeling well in the morning so I thought maybe when she came home from school I could tell her. She begin to cry as she finished her prayer.
I know that she loves me even though she never really told me or showed me. I don't how it feels to be a teen yet, but with her..... she was like so strong......she was my hero! Thank you.
I ran to her to hug her but she passed right through me. She ran out of my room in tears. My brother came in and saw her run out. I looked at him as he was looking around my room. I could barely hear him as he said....
Damn girl, I thought I would be gone long before you. I love you.................... Why? Why? I told you I would take you to school. I knew you were upset. I knew something would happen. I so stupid. I'm sorry, I'm very sorry. I miss you so much. Who's going to help me make fun of our baby sis? I can't do it alone. I need you. I need you so much. Oh god, why? why............
He walked out. Nothing else was said. Silence approached the room. Even when my mom came in the silence was still here. When she begin to speak, all you could hear her say was.....Mommy's here and she still loves you. I still love you. She walked out. The silence came back. I was alone in my room. I could hear my brothers music full blast but still his cries were load and clear. My sister was in my mom's room with my mom. Crying. I wanted all this to be a dream I wanted to wake up and see my family awake and happy. What you want is not always what you get.
When the first doorbell rang it was my friends, I left with them in my car, but I didn't get far. I just made it out of the drive way and I drive about a block away. That's when it happened. My body went through all the pain but my soul went through more.....
I was gone. I didn't exist anymore. Life went on for everyone except me. I couldn't believe it. I was gone. I heard my father's voice again. This time he was hugging me and telling me.... Anything can happen that's why they call it life.
