Driving down the road with my mom is possibly the best feeling in the world. The music blasting as smiles spread across our faces and we fill the air with our horrible singing voices. Today was different than all the other car rides with my mom, a shorter distance is what made it different, we were driving down the bumpy alley way onto the smooth road to make our way to the Middle School, but we made a quick stop to grab coffee. Today was the day that we depart for the Cedar Point trip; an amusement park with Roller Coasters hundreds of feet in the air, some built over water, some built straight up with twists and turns. That day was supposed to be amazing, the sky was clear; only a few clouds to be seen, but they were the pretty clouds,
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Before the story continues, you should know my mother rarely cries, I’ve only seen her cry about 6 times in my 13 years of being alive. Her face becomes flushed and under her eyes are blotchy and red. Her eyes become glassy with tears, you could tell she was trying her hardest to hold them back. She could barely talk. Her voice was shaky and cracked with every word. Tears filled her eyes as a cracked voice mutters the words “Okay, I’ll tell her. I love you babe.” She turns to me as tears fill my eyes at the sight of the strong woman in front of me, …show more content…
In my mind I was trying to wake up. This couldn’t be real, he couldn’t be dead. I needed to talk to him again and tell him how much I love him, but it was too late. He was gone. We arrived at the school, puffy eyes and all. I got out of the car slower than I had anticipated. I dragged my feet across the pavement as I walked over to Mrs. Stein to check in. *Scuf, Scuf*. That’s all I heard. I felt as if my world was over.
I got on the bus and plopped next to Courtnei, my best friend. As soon as I had sat down she noticed something was wrong. “What’s wrong Nat?” She perplexed I couldn’t mutter anything, not even hello. So, instead I took out my phone and typed. “Uncle Alan died this morning, and I just got the call.” Her face dropped she was in shock, just like me. She and I talked through it, well she talked I typed. She had reminded me how things like this happen, and it’s okay. We just have to accept it. Courtnei had finally gotten me to calm down and stop crying after a while. All it took was a few of her really cheesy jokes and our favorite thing in the world, really bad pickup lines. Courtnei has always known how to make me laugh even when I think I’ll ever be able to smile again. After everything that day I was relieved that I got an opportunity to get out of school and spend the day at Cedar Point with my two best friends. My mom and
Before the story continues, you should know my mother rarely cries, I’ve only seen her cry about 6 times in my 13 years of being alive. Her face becomes flushed and under her eyes are blotchy and red. Her eyes become glassy with tears, you could tell she was trying her hardest to hold them back. She could barely talk. Her voice was shaky and cracked with every word. Tears filled her eyes as a cracked voice mutters the words “Okay, I’ll tell her. I love you babe.” She turns to me as tears fill my eyes at the sight of the strong woman in front of me, …show more content…
In my mind I was trying to wake up. This couldn’t be real, he couldn’t be dead. I needed to talk to him again and tell him how much I love him, but it was too late. He was gone. We arrived at the school, puffy eyes and all. I got out of the car slower than I had anticipated. I dragged my feet across the pavement as I walked over to Mrs. Stein to check in. *Scuf, Scuf*. That’s all I heard. I felt as if my world was over.
I got on the bus and plopped next to Courtnei, my best friend. As soon as I had sat down she noticed something was wrong. “What’s wrong Nat?” She perplexed I couldn’t mutter anything, not even hello. So, instead I took out my phone and typed. “Uncle Alan died this morning, and I just got the call.” Her face dropped she was in shock, just like me. She and I talked through it, well she talked I typed. She had reminded me how things like this happen, and it’s okay. We just have to accept it. Courtnei had finally gotten me to calm down and stop crying after a while. All it took was a few of her really cheesy jokes and our favorite thing in the world, really bad pickup lines. Courtnei has always known how to make me laugh even when I think I’ll ever be able to smile again. After everything that day I was relieved that I got an opportunity to get out of school and spend the day at Cedar Point with my two best friends. My mom and