• September :

    “Sweety I need time to get away, I need time to get over everything so…Your brother and I are going to Peru for two months” Those were my mothers words to me, I can still hear them, even today, clear as a bell. She ran away from everything in the end, she wasn’t strong enough and chose to run way like a coward. She’d always told me to be good to her, but how could I be good to the person that abandoned me? I was never going to be good to her. “I don’t care, you can leave, I don’t mind” My answer was cold, but I was sure I didn’t mind, after all I was always alone already anyways.

    Days earlier I had told one of my dearest friends that I would never talk to him again. He had moved and left me; everyone forgets and leaves me behind, but it’s not easy for me to just move on like they do. I loved him, and I believe I still do, I will always love him. During summer we had been in love, we had been a couple. I can still remember his name Taylor John Beall. Such a name will forever be carved into my heart. But never the less he had moved on and I figured it was about time I did the same, I told him that it was time I moved on and deleted his number from my phone. I never answered one of his texts of calls. The rest of September went on as if nothing had ever happened; mom worked, I went to school and so did my brother, and dad was as far out of our reach as ever.