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Here i am, standing outside my house, it looked the exact same as when i left it.

Bright, vibrant flowers outside the front garden, The two chairs sitting on the front porch, empty.

I admire the house.

~Flash backs~
I was running around the front garden, my best friend chasing me. "Hardin stop!" i shout, laughing, It was five years ago. We where ten. I was Running away from Hardin, who was chasing me with a water gun, I miss those times, I felt safe, i felt loved, i felt home. Laughing with my best friend, spending time with family, and laughing at my Mums awful cooking.


I always loved drawing, 
For Christmas, Mum bought me this huge set of pencils, different shades and shapes of every colour there possibly is, i was 11 at the time.

My dad would sit on the couch with a cup of tea in his hand watching as we all opened are presents, smiling, because we where happy.

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Before i know it i am inches away from the door, my hand in a fist getting ready to knock.

I slowly knock, the door opens and i stand in front of my Mother. A huge smile spread across her face, She pulled me into a hug, i could hardly breathe.

Then my Hardin, my best friend since forever,
came running down the stairs, " Elle she needs to breathe" Hardin says to my mum, laughing. "Hey stranger " I say as my Mum finally let go.

"Hey darling." He replied giving me a hug.

"How is everyone? Where's Dad?" I ask. Both their faces turn from a happy to a cold expression.

"Blair... We where going to tell you when it happened, but we decided to wait till you came home."

Tell me what? What happened? My mind raced with thoughts. What where they talking about?

"Tell me what?" I ask sounding more like a demand.

" Blair... your Dad passed away three months ago."

My heart stopped.

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