My mother came into the living room and let us all know it was finally time to go. I could see in the way she walked and smiled that she was ready and as excited as I was. My sister and I raced each to the car trying to get in the middle seats. In our big family having the middle seats were the best. The air was right in front and you had legroom. As my sister and I put our bags on top of the car my older sister chose upon herself to sit in the middle seat. My sister and I were furious! We were there first, how could she just take our seat. Being the crazy twins we are we pushed her out of the car and took back the seats that belonged to us. A trip to Florida feels like you’ve been living in the car for so long. It starts to get crampy and stuffy. Everyone’s attitude begins to act up. I can remember my sister and I having the best time. Although in such a situation of sort we made each other laugh. We joked just about everything we saw or did. After hours and hours of the car ride we finally made it to Florida. Feeling the cool breeze against our skin, watching the ocean roar. It was a beautiful moment to just …show more content…
Usually at any other time I would have said yes immediately but I remembered I wanted to speak on the phone with my friend that night. As everyone made their way downstairs into the living room I decided I couldn’t wait to talk to my new friend any longer. I decided to stay upstairs in my room and call her. It felt like it had been hours that we talked. She told me funny stories and made me laugh, I was able to understand how she felt. All night I had been going over and over in my head how I was going to ask her about the cuts, until one moment I just blurted it out. There was a long silent pause but finally she let it out. She had been bullied back in Kansas at her old school. That was the real reason for them leaving and moving to Florida. In my mind I thought to myself how could a girl our age cut herself. Did it not hurt to her? Could she just bare the pain? I did not want to sound like I was judging her so I just let her know everything was going to be ok and I would be there if she needed a friend to talk to. Out of nowhere I heard a knock on my door, I just knew it was my mom. We were on the phone for so long I had not yet realized it was 12:00 a.m.. She came in and asked what was I doing. I did not want to lie to her again but what other choice did I have. She did not believe me this time. She snatched the phone from my hand and realized just what I had done. I betrayed her trust, I let her down.