we don't die, we dissolve. We turn into space waste and later turn into that dust that makes stars in the Earth night sky. What was my life like when I had my parents? I'll tell you a little. My name is Robin Luna Withermann and this is my story about, Finding My Family.
_9 years before Present
This story starts when I was 5 years old. My family was normal, besides the fact that we were creatures. I mean life
for me was normal. My parents, Reianne and Luke were planning to send me to the angel academy for young girls and boys.
There, I would learn how to use my powers in a less harming and destructional way. A few months earlier, I almost killed
my kitten, Cloud, when I tried to open the door with my mind. Instead, I sent it up in smoke with my poor Cloud inside my
bedroom, trapped. Anyways, they planned for me to start my first classes in a few weeks. Of course as a young child,
I refused.
"Why mother, I can learn just fine on my own," I protested. My beautiful mother with her most gental eyes replied,
"It's for the very best my little angel." I pouted my little lip and marched to my father, hoping he would consider
otherwise.
"Father, tell mother I'm very capable of learning on my own," I begged. He chuckled softly and said,"I know you are but we wish for only the best." My mother smiled as my father spoke to me. I was taking for granted what I would dearly miss in the future. My frown grew colder.
"Fine," I said,"But I think it's quite absured the way you two doubt me." I know what your thinking, what words spoken
from a five year old! Most angels on my planet are very good with vocabulary in decent from our ansisters. I floated
unsteadily down the hall to the telephone that sat on an old wooden end table my father made for my mother. I speed-
dialed 4 and hit 'CALL'. Soon enough, my glorious cousin, whom I call Samantha but presently calls herself 'Sam', answered.
I cried to her about my parent's plans to send me to a bording school and my fears of being alone. Until she told
me that her parents were planning to send her next month as well.
"That's wondferful," I cheered into the phone. Soon my smile faded."But I'm starting in two weeks. What am I to do?"
"I'll be there soon Robin," Samantha assured me,"There is nothing to worry about." Listening to my older cousin
was always very helpful to me. As a child, Samantha always told me that since she was two months older meant that she
had a very large responsibility of showing me what I missed. Knowing that I would be fine was all I needed to know.
I ended the call a few minutes later and got ready for bed. Soon, my mother and father were in my bedroom ready to sing to
me. I grabbed the quilt my mother made for me as a baby and wrapped my body around it. I smiled when I was comfortable.
"Are you ready Luna?," My father asked me. I nodded once and snuggled up with my kitten. Then they began to sing. Their sweet voices hit my ear soothingly as I listened to the words.
"Our little angel, with a smile so bright
Sleeping with beauty all through the night.
Sleep little angel, we'll always be near
Laughing and playing till we dissappear."
I've always hated the thought of my parents 'Dissappering'. But I never took it seriously, I always thought it was apart of the song. After fighting my eyelids for 15 minutes, I dosed right off to sleep.
_8:48am; My Bedroom
A yellow glow bounced off my eyelids when I was conciouse again. My eyes shot open as I bounced off my bed. Cloud opened his eyes slowly.
"Wake-up you lazy kitty," I smiled,"Today is the day mother is taking me to the center. You must help me find something to wear!" I flew into the hallway and into the living room where my father was seated, reading the paper. I leaped onto the sofa, nearly giving my father a heart attack.
"Good morning Luna," he smiled with bright green eyes. My father always called me by my middle name. I got my changing eyes from him.
"Where's mother?," I asked,"She's promised to take me to the center." He chuckled.
"That's not today my little angel," he replied,"That's next week. Your going to head to the center to get a room for school."
I pouted my lower lip and marched back to my room. Waiting took forever. Now, I wish the wait too 9 years longer.