I screamed, my head was pounding, and I was sweating. All of a sudden the lights were turned on.
" Bre?" My Grandpa called for me. I turned to look at him the waterworks stating again that was the 6th time.
" Living in this house is doing you no good. The nightmares won't stop even if we go to the end of the world." Grandpa Max said. I sniffled.
" Grandpa, I'll be fine. They'll stop. I just need… I need time." I replied to him. He had a hurt look in his eyes like he had something hidden from me.
" You're Grandmother and I have been talking about this for a while now.. You're Aunt.. We've been talking to her and she'll gladly take you. School's about to start over at Beacon Hills so you can focus yourself on something else, anything else." My eyes stung. Maybe this was a change for the good.
As I packed my stuff to leave next day in the morning, I found myself going back to the pictures, still crisp, and as black as night. They might have been ruined, but to me it wasn't the quality or the quantity it was the picture itself. The next day when I got to the Train Station, I said my goodbye to my Grandparents.
" Bre, I'm gonna miss you. You've been so strong these last few weeks. I'm so proud of you." My Grandma began to cry and I had a few tears here and there. My Grandma hugged me so hard, I was afraid she wouldn't let go, or maybe I didn't want to go. I walked over to my Grandpa. He startled me by giving me a breath-taking squeeze, which I returned.
" Forever Strong, Bre." I smiled at him.
As I was boarding the train my Grandpa called my name. I walked towards them.
" Exactly like a Clearwater but a McCall at heart, take care sweet-cheeks." They both gave me their award winning McCall smiles. Just as I was walking away my Grandpa had one last thing to say.
" Bre, life moves on. Don't miss the train to moving forward. Live your life to the fullest. We love you and don't you ever forget that."