The Count Down

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yeah my chapters are gonna count down from 12 to 1!!! this is dedicated to glimpsie!! i love her profile pic!! well enjoy...

My hand is all better, the scar on my neck is all ready fading, only after one month. Josh's leg is fine and we are fine. i'm not so sure about our mom though. We never go on ferry rides anymore and our mom doesn't go swimming. I don't know why she is so affected by the incident. she has no memories of it. No flashbacks, or nightmares.  She also didn't kill anybody, especially her own cousin. She doesn't have scars, her cousin didn't try to kill her and then eat her. No, nothing happened to her. But she seems to care more about herself then she does her own two children, who survived this horrible incident.  Josh and I were completely cut off from everyone else. Except, from Mr. Tompson. The mailman. He knows everything about us, everything that happened. We talk every day, after he finishes delivering everyone's mail. and, on Sundays, Josh and I are terribly lonely. One day, In August, josh and I were sitting on our front stoop.  My auburn hair was tied up in a pony tail and I was wearing a blue tank top with Miffy the bunny on it and denim shorts. No shoes. Josh had his auburn hair cut down to his eyes, Bieber-cut still. he was wearing a blue Aeropostale shirt and white and black swim trunks. No shoes. We watched Mr.Tompson come up the drive way to our mailbox. he put in a magazine and two bills. But, he still had one letter in his hand. he extended out his arm and handed it to me, i was closest to him. I took it from him. it was addressed to 'Josh and Mae Blackwell'. Just like the letter from Uncle Jared one month ago. I showed it to Josh, and, when he nodded I ripped open the top. The letter was from our Aunt Tori and cousin Willy who live in Romania. The letter said :

    Dear Mae and Josh,

                                       Hello dears, how are you? Willy and I are doing just fine. Romania is beautiful this time of year and we are having so much fun, going for ferry rides and swimming in the lakes. We miss you deary's very much, we haven't seen you since Jared's funeral in late June and would love if you would come to visit us for the rest of the summer.

                                                                                 Much love,

                                                                                                     Aunt Tori and Willy.

 

Josh and I thought it was a great idea. of course, mom didn't think so. But, we begged and pleaded and finally she let us go, hoping it would take our mind off things. but, we knew the truth. It was to take her mind off things. The next day we packed up our suit cases and got on a flight to Romania.