Lost In Another Dimension

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"Jake down stairs. Now!" Mom called from the kitchen. "You need to set the table for dinner." I don't know why she wants me to set the table. It's just been us since Dony, Anglia, and Dad died in that car accident 6 months ago. We were driving to the movies across town. Then someone hit the side of the bumper and we spun out of control and our car hit the left side on a truck and rolled off a hill into trees. Smashing the right side where Dad, Dony, and Anglia were sitting. That crash broke moms leg, ripped a gash in my leg, arm and cheek. I had to get ten stitches in my leg, four stitches in my arm, and two in my cheek.
"Okay mom be down in a sec." I yelled back. "No! Now." Mom said. So I ran down the stairs to the second floor and then to the first. We bought a big home because there was more of us but now it's just space that we don't need. I got out the plates and forks. I went to get the cups when my mom stopped me. She grabbed my arm and turned me around. "It's looking a lot better" pointing to my cheek. I shrugged and grabbed the cups we sat down and started on the chicken I made yesterday night. Mom hasn't been able to stand very long since the accident happened.
"How's your leg?" I ask after I started to pick up the plates. "It's doing better but I get the cast off in two months so I'm hopping that it will feel better by then." She says as if she was back in the car beside Dad again knowing that he's not going to wake up. You can hear the pain in her voice. It makes you just want to hug her and try to erase the incident. It kills you inside and that's besides the fact that I miss them all too. Mom sees that my eyes start watering. Then she starts crying and walks over to me. I grab her and hold her in my arms tightly as if I can erase what happened. We stand there just hugging. I'm bigger then mom so I can set my head on top of hers.
After a while I head upstairs to the third floor where my room is. We just moved in last week so I still have stuff to unpack. I go to a box with the word "Clothes" written on it. I open the door to my closet and trip on the rug. It's a walk in closet so I stumble and go to catch my self on the wall. When my hand falls through and disappear I quickly pull it out. I run out of my closet and lock the door on to it and go sit on the bed trying to figure out what just happened. I sit there for a while wondering what the heck just happened. Then I turn off my light and go to bed. Thinking I'm just tired and seeing things.
Thank you to everyone who reads this. It was a lot of fun writing this and I hope you enjoy it. If you don't feel free to leave what you think is wrong with it and I will try to fix it. If you have something you would like me to add to the book just send me a message when ever and I will read it and tell you if I like it.