Alone in my house again..... Haven't got any friends left. Abandoned by all..even my own parents
They left me to go on a cruise...I don't think there coming back.
Sometimes I sit by the window, upstairs in my old room, waiting, in hopes that, maybe..just maybe I haven't been forgotten.
I wait about an hour every day.
Sometimes, when it's raining, I get all wet. I love that fresh feeling in the air during a storm. The smell of rain water and pine. Keeps me hopeful..sometimes at least.
My parents didn't leave me with a whole lot. I have to steal food sometimes just to get by... I hate stealing.
I'm sitting by the window, right now.
The wind carryed some water through it. It got too cold, and I got to hungry so I crept down stairs. Old portraits of my family and I were hanging on the wall. The same day the power went out was the day I broke every picture frame.
They still hang on the walls though. Mocking me every step I take.
In the kitchen I lit some candles for warmth. I'll freeze without my candles. I went in the cabinets and pulled out a can of beans.
Useing my rusty old can opener, I pryed it open.
I took the can of beans up to my room
And looked out the window.
Its Pretty late at night now. So much time goes by, waiting....for my parents....friends....anyone to come and help...
I ate the beans slowly, Peering out the window one last time.
With the beans finally gone, I found myself staring at an old rope. Tied into a noose.
Is this how I'm supposed end? Is it my fate? Am I always going to be alone!?
I don't even know how long it's been!
It got so much darker. I kept repeating the same phrases over and over....
the wind blew more water in my room. The storm got worse as the day went on.
I stepped on the stool under the noose. I could hardly see anything.
That old rope sure smelled funny. Almost as if it was roting.
I slipped my head through the noose.
I closed my eyes tightly. The wind was so strong... so loud
But, in this very instance I heard nothing. Saw nothing.
I could only feel. The pain and agony of abandonment.
I kicked the stool and let the wind take me...... it was my fate.. it's how it was ment to be...................
* * *
My eyes flashed open as soon as the warm sun hit my cold body. I looked up, dazed and confused. Today, it's so beautiful outside.
Birds were chirping bees were buzzing. I'd say this is the most beautifulday ever. I rubbed my eyes in disbelief.
What's this? I'm not alone in my room.
Someone, was holding on to me....tightly. it felt so warm.
I turned to see who it was
My eyes opened wider. My heart beated faster. Could it really be?!
It was Lora. My friend, my crush, my reason for getting up every morning. She was the only one who hasn't forgotten
"Hey"....she said tierdly, stretching her arms.
My eyes, glistening with tears, my lips trembling
"What happened"?
"I...I saved you" she burst into tears and brought me closer to her.
"For a second I thought I lost you, I would have been deviated! You're the only one who truly understands me.
You saved me from those bullies!"
Everything came back to me. All the lost memories. Every thing.
We were both in tears now.
"Please" she said "don't ever scare me like that again"
"I'm so sorry"... I said. "I forgot everything...everyone. I was scared....angry, but now.. I'm just glad to be alive...with you."
She put her hand over my mouth.
"I love you" she said... more tears began to fall
"I love you to"
We sat there. For hours, staring out the window together. But we weren't waiting for anyone this time. The wait....... was finally over.
* * *
After today, more and more people began remembering my face. More and more doors began to open. I was so consumed with negative emotions that I was to blind to see, that love and companionship were right next door.
My parents died on the boat they took. Along with two other people. I was left with their money, belongings and whatnot. I adored every item I got, like little memories, but The one item that I truly loved the most, was that old golden necklace. It belonged to my great grandmother.
I'm past all of that now. I'm going to live my life with Lora, and keep my chin up. Because with every dark day, comes a beam of light. It's just my choice whether or not to catch it.
