Everything was as I wanted it; happy family, great friends, love and kindness in my life...everything was perfect. Until it wasn't. That one fateful night that my dad blames himself for turned it all around in a snap, just like that. Then everything...
My dad and I have traveled many places since that night. We traveled from our home state: Louisiana, to Georgie, Florida, California, los Angles, Nebraska, and now here in Huston. It's been really rough since the day mom died, even on first days of school at different schools I was used to. Today I start school, yay me *cue eye roll*. Hint the sarcasm there.
Beep! Beep! Beep!
The annoying sound of my alarm blared in my sensitive ears as sunlight poured in through my curtains. I groaned as I shook my head, rolling onto my back as I grabbed a pillow and dropped it in my face to block out the harsh light. I grunted as I threw the pillow at my alarm clock, knocking it into the floor and shutting it up, for once, as I rubbed my eyes and sat up. I stretched with my arms over my head as my baby pink spaghetti strap from my tank top slip down my arm when I put my arms down, catching my reflection in the full length mirror across from me. The same bright blue eyes stared back at me, the same as my mom's as the same wavy chocolate brown hair as my mom's looked like a lions mane.
I let the corners of my mouth tug upward, showing a dimple on my left cheek before throwing my jungle pattern covers off of me as I swung my tan legs off of the side of my bed and stood up. My bare feet hit the hard wood floors as I began making my bed, my feet going between cold hard wood floors to plush carpet.
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I admire my decorated room before opening one of my closet doors and stepping onto soft carpet, feeling the coziness between my toes.
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