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“Seeing the wind and trees blowing through the town made me get chills through my body,” I said to my sister as I was cooking breakfast.
The breeze is as cold as the almost frozen over lake. We live in the country next to the freezing lake that makes you get chills all over. When I’m driving to work I always see the long narrow road ahead that I feel will never end. I’m working as a vet, everyday after work all I hear is people yelling and animals being put down.
I asked “Are you ready to go to work yet? I’m getting impatient.”
As I was telling my sister, “You can’t always come here with me.”
When we were driving in to town the leaves blew up, and swirled around like a tornado. As I walked into
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Just like you did for mom and dad.” As I almost started to cry I said with my voice as shaky as an earthquake “ Mom and dad are dead let it go. It was an accident.” Running out crying I start to think I should just walk home. My boss just sits there staring at me not even believing that I said that to her. I want to apologize but I know it is true. She never shows respect. My boss starts to say, “ You should go say sorry.”
I answer back as snappy as a snapping turtle, “ Why? All she does it mess everything up I feel like my life is just a crumbling bridge. She never knows when she should think about other people. In her head it is all her she cares about herself, when it comes to other people she just lets us all down.” Can’t believe what I just heard I manage to answer back, “ Something is wrong with you. How long has it been since you lost your parents?” Honestly it has felt like forever. I feel a hole pushing at my skin that just wants to burst so I don’t have to deal with any of this, but I don’t say that. Thornes pushing at my skin with nothing but a thorny bush that feels like I should tell my feeling but I answer instead, “ Apparently not long enough for her to realize what she did or still
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My heart wants to burst and I feel like I’m going to cry so instead I say,“I have to go.” Running out of the shop I walk to my sister with my eyes crying a river and my heart as swirled as a tornado and I yell, “We are leaving, but remember this is the last time you are coming with me!” My heart fell apart when I saw my sister crying. I hate when I see her crying it just breaks my heart then I say “I’m sorry Jasmine.” Ignoring her with all I have, because the only thing I can manage to hear is my own brain fighting against the current of crying even more. Getting into the car I blast my music and tell her, “No talking.” I start the car and drive out the only thing I’m hearing is my music playing and my sister breathing. I want to say something so I finally ask, “Why?” Not knowing if she would answer with the answer she gave mom and dad I just hopped for something that was

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