"Riley!" My Grandma called, "Come on we have to go to the funeral!"
"Comin' Grans!" I said shooting my last arrow and hitting it right on the spot. I'm the best at archery in my school and win all contest but now it's my only escape from the death of my mom. I grab my thing and head out to the car. Today is the only day I'll wear a dress. It's a spegetti strap black dress that goes down to my knees with blasts legging and my only pair of dress shoes.
The funeral was just so sad. And not that I'm not thankful for people being nice it's just did everyone have to come over and say, "This must be hard for you," or "I'm sorry for your loss," or everyone's favorite "She was the best person I ever knew," and you agree and the person is making a whole conversation about how sad it is. I swear I got more attention than my mom in the coffin.
Then when I get home my Grans had to go crazy on me.
"Riley, your mother wanted me to give you something," Grans said. What would think it is. A locket or a old picture. You were probably not thinking of sneakers.
"My mom's dying wish was to give me her childhood tennis shoes?" Okay I admit it was not kind but it was the first thing that popped into my mind.
"Just promise me you'll wear them everyday while your gone."
Suddenly I see a ticket stuffed in the shoe. It's an airplane ticket to New York City. "Why am I leaving?"
Grans just ignores my question. "There's a location in there, it will be your new home they'll take care of you."
"Grans, I don't want to leave you."
"You have to you won't be safe here."
"I've always been safe here." Now my Grans was muttering about demigods,gods,monsters,satyrs, and great prophecies.
Okay, so have you ever been in the same room with your grandma when she takes off her pants. Now imagine that instead off granny panties you see goat legs. So what do you do you listen to granny goat ask no more questions and bolt out of there. And so I was on my way to a place I would call "home?"