We're allowed to
go back
To pack the rest of our belongings
Before moving in with Mother.
The house feels emptier and colder
even though Zeira and Miria
are sitting by me and Suki's
bedroom door,
bawling, crying, asking me
But when are you coming back,
Harmony-abla?
"I don't know,"
I climb on my bed
and crawl to where
the mattress meets the cold wall.
I slowly slip my hand under it
Then, quickly,
making sure they can't see,
I slip Aunt Eevie's mobile phone
in to my pocket.
It's not working anymore
beacuse it's out of charge.
I decide to ask Mei
if I can borrow her charger
But I'm not sure about anything.
Not sure if I'll see her again
Not sure if I'll see Zeira
Or Miria, or Joeas, or Aoi
I'm not sure if I'll even see Father
Though
If I'm allowed to be honest
I wouldn't mind
If we never spoke again.
He doesn't want us
He doesnt speak to us
He won't look us in the eye
And I want to scream,
I want to grab his stubbly cheeks
And yell at him to stop,
Yell at him to hold on to us.
But I know I won't get through
I heard Aoi whispering
Into the shell of his ear
Over his shoulder
Like a she-devil
"You're doing the right thing. They're a bad influence on the kids."
A. N. Abla means big sister in Turkish ♥
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Short Story[completed] Harmony is empty. She doesn't speak out, nor does she do anything that could possibly spark her father and step mother's rage. Besides, isn't it better to stay quiet than to deal with the fall-out caused by expressing h...
