The new start or the new beginning

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 Sleeping wasn't  my favorite thing in the world it always seemed that i was dreaming in a different world when this happened. It was late at night when this happened and my sister Margret was right next to me ready to dream the greatest dream every that it was Christmas and there where many presents under the Christmas tree.

" Rachel its Christmas!!" she would say.

I am Rachel I am the younger sister who acts like she is the oldest which can be the best in most situations but anyways back to the story. This is the dream she fell asleep thinking about every night it always comforted her. But that never happened with us. Are family was different from other family and they new that.  After are mom died, the bills weren't being payed and the electric bill had dropped. The water was gone and we were let with no money and our dad was never a supported we can do it dad so we where screwed. Dad had messed up with most of his life and know was left with no money and know family to help him. He had got into drugs in high school and had always disrespected his parents. Even Christmas was bad when mom was alive. Her family didn't have much money growing up and knew that life would be hard but she was confident and kept the house up but didn't have enough money to get Christmas. My sister had always wanted Christmas on the other had i didn't it wasn't my idea of fun. My idea of fun was eating a nice huge hand-burger and watching my favorite show Vampire Diaries, it was so much drama. But I haven't done that is who knows how many years. We are lucky if we get one meal a day. Lets just say we don't have enough money for a meal unless dad saves up that means no eating for a few days.  And never does that only if he has a new girlfriend he goes through them ever week and if he has a girlfriend who cares about kids then he pretends that he loves us and spends all his money on us.  Those are the good days. But he has been wired lately never brings a girl home and we are lucky if he comes home, I have been thinking maybe he had gotten into drugs again. To keep Margret from worrying I tell her he is spending the night at his girlfriends who knows that could be true.  Anyways back to the beginning it was late and the wind was hauling louder than usual. Margret was fast asleep and if she knew that I was starting to get nervous then she would start getting scared to and she had enough trouble on her hands.  My feet where cold as they usual where on the cold nights. I knew dad wasn't coming home after weeks of delays who know where he was.  Even though he didn't take care of us thinking that he could be dead mad a few tears run out of my eyes as i began to fall asleep.

I woke up to a loud bang on the window. The first thing I thought was dad was home. I jumped up waking Margret in a hurry. 

"Whats wrong?" she asked.

"Nothing just heard a bang and thought it might be dad but don't worry about it."

She rushed up to look too to see if it was dad, but it wasn't. I knew  she was disappointing but I didn't want to make her even more upset. After having to steal the paper towels from the loaf in jug she had been sad. I would have done it because i knew she was going to get upset like this but she encouraged me not to because she said she needed to grow up. She always made it seem like she was younger which i hated but i crept reminding her that some people are different and it didn't matter. We had a long day ahead of us so to start the day of I decided to go for a little walk around the block. 

"Margret, do you want to go for a little walk with me?"

I knew she would say no but I just wanted to remind her that getting exercise was a good thing.

"No, you know me I am to lazy."

" All you have to do is put your mind to it think about all the things in life you have already done."

She haven't done much besides steal paper towels but i wanted to remind her that she had done many great things to many great people.

"I am just not feeling it today."

" Okay that fine well i will go."

As i walked out of the house there was a box on the ground. How could we get a box when we never orders anything and we don't have a actual address. As i walked around the box deciding to open it when i get back i thought could it be dad. I decided to not think about it because this was my only time away from the house and i didn't want to ruin it. When i got home the box was gone. 

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