December 5th 2003 6:00am

I was staring at the wall. A blank mind. No thoughts. Nothing. I didn't know what to think of it. I look down at my phone. No texts or tweets or anything. I decide to just get up and go down for breakfast. All that I can notice is my mom sitting in the crooked old chair where dad used to sit before he went off for war. She was holding his jacket. Tears streaming down his army jacket. When she saw me all she could do was stare. Once she had recovered from the blank space that her mind left off to she only said a few words. "His heart will remain but his soul still fights". I ran off and back up to my room where I had berried myself for all that I could remember. Days, nights all alone. I couldn't stand the reality of life without a family. My mom, sure I had her but what's a family if you don't love or talk or even do anything with each other. My dad's death was the hole in my heart that couldn't be mended. He was what made us a family.

June 19th 1992 7:23am

I wake up in the fluffy sheets of my bed. "Ehhh" I sigh to myself as I start to rise from my bed. Why do I have to go to school? What's the point of an isolated room full of assholes that barley even know what education means. "Mom" I scream at the top of my voice. "Dad" I scream even louder. "Do I have to go, schools so boring" I scream at both of them. "You realise that you only have one more year sweetie," My dad says to me in a sarcastic voice whilst hugging me. "Yes your right dad but still it's not like when I'm older I'm going to need geometry" I reply like a bit of a smartass. "True again but what if you get a job that requires you to know that" My dad replays and owns me. "Both of stop and come get your pancakes with maple syrup" My mom says while dancing with the pancakes in her hands. She sure knows how to make a mean plate of pancakes.

June 19th 1992 9:41am

"This test is so boring" I say to myself in a voice that no one else would be able to hear. I was literally just staring at a folder of paper (the test) and listening to a teacher screaming at one of the dumbasses of the class. He came over to me and said "Miss James your parents are here to pick you up or something" I walked over to find my parents smirking at me, "Hi guys" I say to my parents "Why are you smirking at me?" I ask them very confused. "Oh you know because of how much we love you" They say at the same time to me as if they were robots. I left with my parents.