They were gone. Otou-san, okaa-san, onii-chan. Gone. Just like the leaves in the winter. All it took was one explosion…and I was left all alone to fend for myself. Don't get me wrong, I'm not blaming my family. No, I blame the ones who ordered the explosion and the one who pressed that button to send my family to their deaths. I also blame myself.
I wish I made them come with me. Then perhaps they would have survived and I wouldn't be feeling so wrenched and alone. I wish I told them "I love you" before I left home. I wish I said sorry to my onii-chan for kicking him whenever he called me squirt or baby, though he deserved it most of the time.
I wish I didn't leave the house that day and that I died in that explosion along with the rest of my family. That way I wouldn't be feeling so alone right now, in a crowd who didn't know me and didn't care about a 14 year old girl, who had no one, was lost, had no where to go and regrets filling her head.
Otou-san-father
Okaa-san-mother
Onii-chan-big brother
Hope this was alright, I don't know how it feels like exactly so I tried to imagine as well as I could. I'm sorry if it isn't convincing but at least I tried. And no, this whole fic isn't going be angst. This is my first Gundam Wing fic so please if you don't like it…don't be too mean!