"THey Can't....be..." I never finished that sentance because I burst into tears and sobs to break ear drums. I pounded the chairs to eather side of me and screamed my protests. I felt hands soothe me but I didn't see faces, Not then or for a long time after. I believe that if I hadn't collepsed They would have had to drag me from the school.
When you lose someone it leaves a whole inside you, one that makes you relize how fragile life really is.
May, 22, first anniversary of my parents deathe.
It took me a year to relize that, thats the first step of moving on. At least thats what Kae tells me, she lost her dad when she was 9 and she made a whole pamplet on getting past Deathe, she was slightly obsessed for a while.
The 4 steps to moving on after Deathe:
Step 1: rembering the good things and getting used to their absence.
Step 2: Relizing theres nothing you could do, its not your fault.
Step 3: patch work. Facing any fears or aversions that occured.
Step 4: Moving on. How you do that is up to you.
I'm just beggining step three, I havn't set foot in my old home since my parents deathe so tommrow Alen and Kae are making me go home.
They are truly the best friends ever.
Speaking of friends.....
"Hey! You heading out?" Kae comes skipping down the hall from gym, her orange hair a deep red due to being freshly washed. She's panting when she catches up to me.
"Nope, not for another half hour. Why?" I ask curiously and she shrugs.
"Just wondering, your so lucky that Mrs. Emerson is letting you have a half day today, I wish I was. I'm soooo behind." She complains. I look away.
"Kae, she's letting me have a half day because my parents died, not because I'm her husbands god daughter. You know that." My mood goes from blue to indigo in a second.
"I know. Sorry."
When you lose someone it leaves a whole inside you, one that makes you relize how fragile life really is.
May, 22, first anniversary of my parents deathe.
It took me a year to relize that, thats the first step of moving on. At least thats what Kae tells me, she lost her dad when she was 9 and she made a whole pamplet on getting past Deathe, she was slightly obsessed for a while.
The 4 steps to moving on after Deathe:
Step 1: rembering the good things and getting used to their absence.
Step 2: Relizing theres nothing you could do, its not your fault.
Step 3: patch work. Facing any fears or aversions that occured.
Step 4: Moving on. How you do that is up to you.
I'm just beggining step three, I havn't set foot in my old home since my parents deathe so tommrow Alen and Kae are making me go home.
They are truly the best friends ever.
Speaking of friends.....
"Hey! You heading out?" Kae comes skipping down the hall from gym, her orange hair a deep red due to being freshly washed. She's panting when she catches up to me.
"Nope, not for another half hour. Why?" I ask curiously and she shrugs.
"Just wondering, your so lucky that Mrs. Emerson is letting you have a half day today, I wish I was. I'm soooo behind." She complains. I look away.
"Kae, she's letting me have a half day because my parents died, not because I'm her husbands god daughter. You know that." My mood goes from blue to indigo in a second.
"I know. Sorry."
