I walk in to find his wife and her kids cuddled on the couch, tears dried up on their faces. I asked, “What’s wrong?” Not because I cared for any of them, but because I didn’t want to be called out for being selfish. “Dad died,” her kids all replied at the same time without an ounce of respect in their voices. He was always nice to them but they could never return the favor. All they ever wanted was his money.
I felt the tears running down my face as I yelled, “What?” I waited for her to say something as I stared at the back of her head. She never turned around to see how I was doing. Silence filled the air as I ran up to my room in tears. I laid face down on my pillow and cried myself to sleep.
I looked into my mirror, my bright green …show more content…
His wife (and my stepmother), Margaret, and her kids were out of the house. I carried a large heavy box out from his closet, I remembered all the times Margaret had used my father for his money. This only made me hate her even further. The box was full of useless things. Pictures, books, crafts; all from me. I continued to look around and I stumbled upon a shoebox hidden partially by the bed. Small papers fly everywhere as I lift it up. I begin to pick them up but I freeze as I notice that most of papers had my name on them. There was a large envelope lying on top of the smaller papers with my name in big bold letters. I started tearing open the envelope in a rush so I could read what was inside.
“My dearest Morgan, I love you. I have risked everything for you although I have kept many things a secret from you. I’m so sorry, so please let me begin. Yes I was in the mob. The rest of your family was right for not trusting me. I have hurt many people including your mother-”
I hear the sheet starting to tear as I tried to keep reading. I look up to see Margaret’s cold angry eyes staring at me, grasping onto the …show more content…
I typed the address into my GPS and started driving, It seemed like a day's drive away being careful whenever I pass a cop.
I arrive at the destination after about an hour's drive. Expecting it to be a building I was surprised to get out of the car on top of a mountain. I turned the corner to find my dad standing there. His bulging green eyes staring at me like he’s just seen a ghost. Although I never looked liked him with my pointed jaw and button nose, I never have gotten a look quite as surprising as this one.
He yells out towards my direction “Oh my god!” acting very surprised although he left pretty obvious clues.
I whisper to myself “oh my god is right” deciding whether to go closer to him or yell.
“Morgan, it’s really you” his smile was ear to ear wide. Smile big and arms wide open he comes closer to me. “My baby girl” about to touch my face.
I put both hands behind my back, grasping onto the gun. I started blankly at him, while I ranting on about how he betrayed me and lost my trust, he made me feel like I was going crazy. I pull the gun out, he backs away a tiny bit trying to reason with me, a look of distress covers across his
I felt the tears running down my face as I yelled, “What?” I waited for her to say something as I stared at the back of her head. She never turned around to see how I was doing. Silence filled the air as I ran up to my room in tears. I laid face down on my pillow and cried myself to sleep.
I looked into my mirror, my bright green …show more content…
His wife (and my stepmother), Margaret, and her kids were out of the house. I carried a large heavy box out from his closet, I remembered all the times Margaret had used my father for his money. This only made me hate her even further. The box was full of useless things. Pictures, books, crafts; all from me. I continued to look around and I stumbled upon a shoebox hidden partially by the bed. Small papers fly everywhere as I lift it up. I begin to pick them up but I freeze as I notice that most of papers had my name on them. There was a large envelope lying on top of the smaller papers with my name in big bold letters. I started tearing open the envelope in a rush so I could read what was inside.
“My dearest Morgan, I love you. I have risked everything for you although I have kept many things a secret from you. I’m so sorry, so please let me begin. Yes I was in the mob. The rest of your family was right for not trusting me. I have hurt many people including your mother-”
I hear the sheet starting to tear as I tried to keep reading. I look up to see Margaret’s cold angry eyes staring at me, grasping onto the …show more content…
I typed the address into my GPS and started driving, It seemed like a day's drive away being careful whenever I pass a cop.
I arrive at the destination after about an hour's drive. Expecting it to be a building I was surprised to get out of the car on top of a mountain. I turned the corner to find my dad standing there. His bulging green eyes staring at me like he’s just seen a ghost. Although I never looked liked him with my pointed jaw and button nose, I never have gotten a look quite as surprising as this one.
He yells out towards my direction “Oh my god!” acting very surprised although he left pretty obvious clues.
I whisper to myself “oh my god is right” deciding whether to go closer to him or yell.
“Morgan, it’s really you” his smile was ear to ear wide. Smile big and arms wide open he comes closer to me. “My baby girl” about to touch my face.
I put both hands behind my back, grasping onto the gun. I started blankly at him, while I ranting on about how he betrayed me and lost my trust, he made me feel like I was going crazy. I pull the gun out, he backs away a tiny bit trying to reason with me, a look of distress covers across his