I came out of the car,my shoeless feet relishing the hot ground beneath me.
"Mitchie"
A voice yelled, before a form came bounding towards me, pushing me back.I blinked, startled.
I had never been hugged like this before.
I didn't put my own arms around her, but that didn't stop her excitement.
"Mitch"
She said again, after she pulled away, with an extra large grin on her face."Hello"
I say, awkwardly."You don't remember me, do you? "
She said, her smile faltering a bit.I looked to aunt lay, she had a smile on her face.
"Tessa "
I said, not wanting to disappoint.I don't know how it is possible, but her already wide grin widens.
"I knew you couldn't forget, come on let's go in, I'll show you your room."
I looked to aunt lay, for help but she just smiled and let her drag me into the house.
We entered into a large living room, with bright yellow walls.
There was something TV suspended on the wall, and the walls around it were bombarded with pictures of their whole family.
I stared on in awe, as I triped over a black and white rug in the center of the room.
I'd never seen so much color before.
"This is your room"
She said excitedly as we stoped in front of a door.It opened, to reveal a room, with cream walls, and a huge bed in the middle.
I had a bedside table and an inbuilt wardrobe, with a door that led to a bathroom.
"I get my own bathroom"
I asked with wide eyes.She smiled and noded.
"I'll leave you to settle in, you can come down when it's dinner time"
She said, walking away and leaving me alone.I sighed as I collapsed on the bed.
I was still reeling from the events of today.I couldn't believe I'd been released.
I thought I was going to spend the rest of my days in that place, alone.I shrug away the feeling, I was free I'd never need to go back there again.
I opened my eyes slightly, when the hushed whispers got too loud.
"But why do I have to go, you can go first"
A whiny voice said."Don't be a scaredy cat"
Another voice saidI heard a noise, then footsteps that were trying to be quiet, but ended up being extra loud.
"Jason don't"
Another voice said.I couldn't take it anymore, I shot up, meeting three frightened faces.
"What are you doing here"
I said, causing them to shriek and scream.
Before I could demand anything, they scrambled away from the room.I got up, deciding not to bother sleeping anymore.
I walked down the stairs, hearing giggles and reprimanding voices.
"Aunt Layla?."
I said when I got down."Oh hi honey "
She said, wiping her floured hand on her flushed forehead.
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