I started to pack away my past when my eyes wandered away. I looked at my melted crayon project I did in eigth grade, I looked at the pictures of me and my friends on fourth of july at my families cabin, then I saw the last family photo I had with my mom and dad. My dad died on the job, he was a police officer and was shot at a bank robbery, he didn't make it by the time he got to the hospital. A month later my mom hanged herself so she could be with my dad in spirit. And now I have to move into my Aunt and Uncle's house, and leave my past. I always said I wanted a new beginning, but not like this. Not in the way that I had to lose my parents, but what I didn't know, is that in 5 years time I will met someone that will change my life forever and can keep his promise.
