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A girl, who wants to be with her parents. She's suffering...

Submitted: June 14, 2016

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Submitted: June 14, 2016



My parents have died a long time ago now. What can I say. You never understand how much you love a person until it’s gone. “You don’t understand me! You never did and you never will. You never let me to go with my friends, you both say that I am too young to go to night parties. And that isn’t true!” “Your too young! Your only 16 and someone might take you away. Is that what you want?” My parents shouted out. “No! No I don’t! You just don’t understand how I feel! Every person in my school will go to the party, except me!” I screamed out, and stormed out of the kitchen to my room. I laid in my bed with tears. I wanted to go to the night party. But how? Thats when I got the brilliant idea to run. When it was 10:00 my parents were asleep. I dressed up into a bikini and muted skinny jeans and a short sleeved shirt on top. Forgot to mention it was a pool party. I jumped out of the window and started running. When I came to my party my best friend Neli was already there waiting for me. “Hey, where have you been? I have waited for you along time now.” asked Neli. “I had to run away from my parents to come here” I murmured. “Wow never thought that, Elena is waiting” said Neli. Elena is also my best friend. I know her very long, I would consider her my very best friend, I don’t know what I would do without her. I walked straight to Elena. “Hey” “Hey” she answered. “This party is awesome” I said. “I know right!” she shouted put and started dancing, thats because she heard her favorite song. “Cake by the ocean ahh!” A bunch of girls started singing. I soon joined. I came to the bar to try some drinks. After some time I found myself dancing in a bikini next to a bunch of boys. When I was tired I went to sleep in the party house. I came into the small house. It has beautiful furniture. To my surprise Elena and Neli were there too. “Hey girl!” said Neli and Elena. They were both drunk like me. I fell down to the bed. After some chatting hours we fell asleep. 

The sun was shining straight in my face and I had to open my eyes. “Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!” Elena was shaking me and screaming. “What?” I whispered “Your parents, they were looking for you all night. But they were driving too fast and then…” Neli started sobbing. “What?!” I screamed. “They died! They were driving and then there was a car that drove in them!” Elena started sobbing. I couldn’t believe what I just heard. Just yestarday I was shouting on m parents and the next day they’re gone… I laid down and started sobbing so loud that all of the people could hear. Both of my friends hugged me. I stood up and whispered. “I did it. Its my fault. I should never left them, never run away” “No it’s not your fault” shouted Elena “It’s my ffau…” I fell down, and fell in a deep sleep. I woke up and looked up trying to remember. After some time everything rushed back to my mind. My parents are dead. I would have done anything for them right now. I wouldn’t have gone to the stupid party. I ran downstairs to check if my parents, maybe just maybe, are alive. I came to the kitchen. Thats were my mom would always be cooking, baking or making coffee for everyone. My dad would always be reading the New York Times. We would all sit down, drink coffee and my dad would share with me about the news that he would have just read. What I would do is nod. Sometimes I would not understand what he has said but I would nod. Oh, the next thing would be the best. Me and my mom would go shopping for clothes, makeup and food. I would always enjoy going to the coffee shop with my mom. I would share my feelings and how is it going with boys and my best friend Elena. Now back to my dad, we would go to the restaurant also to the shops to get something that I really wanted. I would ask a bunch of questions about the politics earth and other stuff. I wouldn’t share so many feelings like to my mom, but still we would have a wonderful time. I sat down next to the table and started sobbing. “Why?! Why did I have to do it?!!! It’s my fault! My fault!!” I screamed out. I had to do something. I am alone in my house. I’m not in the mood for friends nor for any family members. The only thing I could do was go to the park. I dressed up and walked off to the park. Somehow parks made me feel better. But when I came home my all of the memories about my mom and my dad cam rushing back. I can’t stop thinking about them. I guess I’ll never finish thinking about them. They’re a part of me. But now, when you know all of my story it’s time to say this: I don’t want to stay here. I don’t want to stay here thinking about my parents. Having the worst life, it’s something I don’t want to do. I hope you’ll have this story in your mind, because I have to go. My parents are waiting for me. They’re calling for me. So it’s time for me to go, my life is with my parents. And now, I’m buried with them. But at least, I’m with them… I’ll always be with them…


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