My dad told me that my mom was a very daring person, she was never scared to do the most dangerous task. One day she was a little too confident.
Me and my family went to Hawaii for holiday. I was at the hotel while my parents went to go dirt bike riding. When my dad asked my mom if she wanted to go dirt bike riding, she didn't even take a second to think about it.
While my mom was riding her bike, she saw a professional do a trick, of course she wanted to do it. Her first attempt she barley landed on the ground. My dad told her to be careful, but she didn't listen. She had her second attempt.
All went wrong.
My eyes started to water but I tried to resist crying.
My mom went flying off of her bike and her body slammed against the rough dirt. She was in critical condition and I knew that she wasn't gonna make it, but I didn't want to believe that.
I was only 10 when she left us..
The butterfly represents my mom, she was "reborn" in to a beautiful creature and flew away. She watches over us, but from a different perspective.
By now I was bawling. I flipped my pink hair out of my face while Rosie comforted me,
"Sorry, I didn't mean to bring it backup." she said with sorrow.
"Its okay." I reply with my head hanging
"Well where do you want this majestic butterfly?" she asked.
"Behind my right ear please." I quietly whisper
I laid down on my belly and brushed my hair to the left side. I heard Rosie shuffling around the room and felt a sharp pain and a heard a loud, "BUZZZZZ!"
*TIME SKIP*
It was over. Thankfully. It felt like someone constantly was pinching my skin. It was annoying.
On my way back home I remembered that I needed to get milk. I went to Albertsons and grabbed the cheapest and smallest milk.
I am Ghetto, I know.
I get back into my car and looked at the clock. 3:00 CRAP!
While I was driving I was thinking of excuses to tell my dad, "Dad, Camilla told me to see if Forever 21 had a dress that she wanted! Being the nice sister I am, I looked and then I went to other stores to see if there were in there!!" No that's not believeable.
3:20 by now I am speeding. I see the green light go to yellow then red. But I still go because I could practically see my dad getting angrier by the second. Until I heard a siren. I look in my rear view mirror. A cop.
"FUCK!" I yell under my breath. I pull over and hand the cop my drivers license, he hands me my ticket and I glance at it, $600. WHAT DA HELL?! My day couldn't get worse.
*ANOTHER FREAKING TIME SKIP*
I park in my drive way and took a deep breath. I shove the parking ticket in my back pocket and grab the milk. I quietly open the door. I look at the living room, my dad isn't in his chair. I run to the kitchen and open the fridge. Shoving the milk into the biggest opening. I turn around and guess who is behind waiting for me??
"So Ali... What took you 3 hours to get milk??"
"I went shopping dad." I couldn't use the excuse with Cammilla involved, because living with my dad for 18 years, I know that he will ask Cammilla and I know she will tell him "What I don't know what your talking about?!"
"Really?!? I don't see any bags.." my dad says angrily.
"Well, maybe I went out for lunch!!"
"For 3 Hours?!?!"
"SERIOUSLY DAD!! I am an adult!!, I got my drivers license and I drive so you don't have to make and effort to walk to your car and drive me to the places I want to go to!!!"
He took a few second to process what I said and thought of a come back and my punishment.
"DON'T YOU TALK TO ME LIKE THAT ALLISON MARIE CARPENTER!! GO TO YOUR ROOM.. AND WHILE YOU ARE AT IT HAND OVER YOUR CAR KEYS!!" I could see the anger in his eyes...
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WHOOOOHOOOOO chapter 2 is COMPLETE! THE DRAMA IS REEL IN THIS CHAPTER. ZAAAMMMM! SHMANKS FOR READING! I WILL BE POSTING CHPTER 3 IF I REACH 140 READS!! IF NOT THEN ILL BE POSTIN IT NEXT TEUSDAY!!!
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