May 17, 2016 5:35 a.m Tuesday
I woke up like usual every morning. Life to me was a silly game I played in, nothing but a mere toy that was treated any kind of way. Half of me wanted to stay in an eternal rest and never wake to face what was ahead waiting for me. The sound of trains going by and the sound of cars filled my ears as a new day was starting. I couldn't have cared less about the things that had surrounded me but something was off then usual. I recalled the incident that happened yesterday between my sister and my mom. I was confused at the time but also payed no mind, to me I always think that things would work out just fine on there own but turned out...I was wrong.
I fixed my hair like usual and placed a small bun in my hair. I stared at my endless face of emotions as if it was something seriously there that I needed to figure out. As I walked in the basement to place my clothes in the drier there was a bunch of clothes in there, I just thought it was clothes that my mom had washed so I payed now mind to it and placed my clothes inside. As I went back up the stairs I hurried in the bathroom to take a soothing hot shower, for a second it felt as if my worries had disappeared into an endless bowl of nothingness just to be swallowed up and never return. I turned off the water once I was done and went to get my clothes and put them on and noticed that my sister was taking the bunch of clothes I saw earlier out the drier. It was 7:44 and I only had a couple of minutes before I turned out late for school and god knows that I couldn't afford that anymore than I've already have. By that time my mom was already gone to work but as I was heading out for school I noticed as I walked across the street to school I got a quick glimpse of my sister. She was wearing a stripe black and gray shirt with black sweat pants and the brown boats she got for Christmas and in her hands she had a teddy bear and a suit case. To me I wasn't thinking at the time and I just thought maybe it was something for school but It turned out I was wrong.
When I returned home after school my mom came in the door and said the following words, "I hope you said your goodbyes to your sister because once 8:00 comes I'm calling the police, I'm not going to take care of her anymore." I felt my heart sink for a split second, what ran through my mind was, "Is they still mad about the ventra card? How childish can they be." But what was hiding behind the curtains were far worse. Once the police man got to my house I was shocked by the words that came out of my mothers mouth.
"She found out she is pregnant." That day then, I knew now why she had the suitcase, and I new that my sister may never come back.