Danielle Adams is the smartest girl in the school. She's the tutor of the hottest guy in her school. Although she is hit on by Ethan, the hottest guy, and everything in her life is in track until the day everything changed.
The football team of...
"I need to leave..." I said to Mr. Peterson. He saw that I was crying and he just nodded.
I was able to get to my house without crashing on anything or anyone.
The first thing I did was to search for my photo albums. It had been three years and I keep forgetting her laugh. I keep forgetting her smile and how she looked like. The albums bring me closer to her and make me remember stuff I've forgot about my family. The picnics, the walks in the park and late dinners, our midnight snack... Everything was in here.
I kept watching and watching the photos over and over again. This year the pain seems unbearable. I can't... I can't take it. I just want to be numb. Why can't I be numb? I just want to be able to be numb this day every year.
I spot one of my favorite photos. Dad had shot it. It was me and mom on the couch. I was about ten in the photo and it was the first time I had a really high fever. Mom was really worried because the fever wouldn't drop and I had been sick for a week. But in the photo I'm smiling and I look playful. Mom always said that even though I was sick, I was acting like I was okay. I was laughing and playing.
Well, in the photo, mom is reading me a story and I have my head in her lap while she's stroking my hair. I try to remember everything about that day. I can picture it in my mind but I can't remember her voice and I can't remember how she looked like. I can't remember her voice and her smell! I'm beginning to panic. Why? Why can't I remember?
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I ran to my closet. I kept some of her clothes. I get her favorite T-shirt from the box with her staff and sniffing it trying to remember how she smelled. I just needed to remember her... But it didn't work. It didn't work! I can't remember... I can't remember her anymore.
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And that angers me. I start smashing things. I'm throwing things on the wall and they break. After a while, I just glide down the wall and start crying.
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My phones rings- it's Max.
"Danny, are you okay?" He asks and his caring voice makes me cry even harder.
"I can't..."
"Doll, you can't what?" He asked confused and worried.
"I can't remember her, Max. I can't remember how she smelled like and I can't remember her voice. I should be able to remember her. I was her daughter and it was only three years ago. I- I should... I should be able to remember those things."
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"It's okay."
"No, it's not. I can't... I can't stop the pain. I just want to stop the pain..." I say.
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"Danny, don't do anything stupid!" He warned.
"I have to go..." I say. Hearing him was only making things worse!
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A/N
So sorry for the really depressing and short chapters! It's just been one of those weeks and I'm not really feeling that well. I just thought it'd be best if I got it out of my chest and not keep them inside (this story isn't similar to my life, I lost my two great-grandmothers a few months ago and I was really close with them and my grandpa had a mild heart attack that almost made me have a heart attack). Again, so sorry! I'll try to make it a bit lighter and longer...
Tell me what you think of the story...
Oh! And I made some changes in the cast. Check it out... If you have any other suggestions, please comment.
