Walking home alone is the worst directly after a fight. It gives you time to think about things you shouldn't. Thoughts of my parents krept into my brain. They had been gone for almost 6 years and I hardly thought about them. It was too painful. I was 12 years old when they were ripped away from me.
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"Do you want to come over and play bratz when you get off the bus?" Olivia said with excitedment in her eyes.
"I'll bring my bratz too! that way we can have more options!" I said back. We set there for the rest of the way home talking about what our Bratz dolls names were going to be. As we rounded the corner to Reno Ave, our street, I heard the rest of the kids on the bus start gasping. The bus came to a halt. I walked to the front of the bus and our driver let Olivia and I off the bus. We walked slowly at first until I realised that it was my house in flames. I let out a shocked scream as I toook off running with Olivia on my heels. There were police and fire trucks everywhere. I ran up to the caution tape surrounding my house and dunked under it. What do I do, I thought to myself. I have no way of getting ahold of momma of daddy, Maybe they're already here? I walked over to my neighbor Mr. Taylor and tugged on his shirt.
"Have you seen my mom or dad anywhere? I don't have anyway of getting ahold of them."
"No little lady I haven't, Come with me." I didn't understand why he was taking me in the direction of the police. I didn't cause the fire. I just needed to find my parents.
"Stay here Harper, I'm going to go talk to this man for a few minutes. Stay right here."
"Ok, Mr. Taylor." I replied. I looked over at Olivia who had been right with me the whole time, she must have saw the concern in my eyes because she leaned over and rapped me in a hug and whispered, "It's gonna be ok Harper. " That's when Mr. Taylor came back with a police officer.
"So I hear your name is Harper?" the police man said, looking for me to correct him if he was wrong. I shook my head letting him know that I was, in fact, harper. "All right, I'm going to need you to come with me. That way your parents can find you." he said. It made sence, so I went.
"Bye Harper! I love you!' Olivia shouted. I turned to smile at her and mouthed I love you. The police man was really nice and let me set in the back of his car so he could go and tell a few others that he had found me. I saw my old lady neighbor, and waved. She got teary eyed and waved back. That's weird. I sat for a couple more minutes before i saw something being carried out of my house. It was on a board or something. Oh my god, it's a body! A body, coming from the inside of my house. I opened the door of the police car and jumped out. I ran to the ambulance. "MOMMA!" I yelled. Everyone on the street looked to me, except her. My mom didn't move. Two more men came out of my hosue carrying another body. It was my dad I could tell by the hair, "Daddy!!!" I screamed. I ran as fast as I could only to be stopped my a cop. I screamed at him to let me go to my parents but he wouldn't let me go. That's when my mothers arm dropped off of the strecher they had been carrying her on. It just swang back and forth.
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I had started crying while I was walking. I hated thinking about my parents. I loved them so much, but everytime I thought about them all I seem to think about it them coming out of our house, burned, bloody, and dead. I shook my head, as if to shake the thoughts of my parent sout of my mind. I decided it was time to go home since I had been walking for a couple hours.
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It was 10:30 when I finally opened the door to my apartment. The apartment seemed more empty that usual. I turned on the light to the kitchen and opened the fidge, even though I wasn't hungry at all. I grabbed a glass of tea and headed to my spare bedroom, that I called the studio. It is where i keep all of my art stuff. I grabed my nearest sketch pad and started drawing whatever came to mind. I did about 12 differnt drawing only to find them all pretty much the same. All of them were of people, but they all had the same eyes. It took me a minute to figure out why they looked so fimiliar, they all had harry's eyes. I had been drawing people with Harry's eyes! I felt like a major creep. I threw my sketch book down and laid on the couch. He was so perfect. I had never had a crush on a boy before, and i'm 18. Why was Harry so different? Other than his obvious beauty? There was something that drew me to him. I just couldn't put my finger on it... I nearly had a heartattack as my phone bussed scareing me. I looked down to see it was an unknown number.
Unknown #
So, I'll see you at school tomorrow, yeah?
I just stared at the screen for a bit not knowing what to say because I had no idea who it was and then it bussed again.
Unknown#
This is Harry by the way. Hope you don't mind. Rosa gave me your number. I know you and Micah are together, but I just want to be friends, Love. :)
I died. My heart felt like it was going to burst out of my chest at any momment. I programed his number into my phone before replieing.
Me:
Micah is not my boyfriend, he is very gay, in case you haven' t taken note of that. And I don't mind at all! :))
Harry :) (yes. I gave put a smiley face!)
I did notice, I just thought that maybe he was in touch with his feminine side? But that's great! You'll be at school tomorrow right?
Me:
Sadly, yes. I'll be there. :(
Harry :)
Why the long face, Lovely? You'll see me there ;) Goodnight, Harper! xx
I danced around my studio until I broke a sweat. I had to get beauty sleep in order to get ready to see Harry tomorrow! I ran and jumped in the shower before finally getting to bed.