The Way Back Home

At the party, I started to rock hard. I drank some beers from the keg, but it was really something with a band playing. I have no fucking idea who they were, but that didn't stop us.

We were party till the night was gone.

Then I saw something I didn't think to see; I saw Gumball running from something. He left Chris's office in a hurry. I saw Ethan saying, "Where's Chris?" but he didn't answer back.

I heard him calling me out, yelling my name. I ended up hearing Davana saying, "Why don't you tell everyone you told me, you nigger-lover!"

I eventually ran, but Ethan came out with a gun and faced it to Gumball. Ethan said that Chris was knocked out. They knew he had hurt Chris—at the time I hated him for it, but now I don't. They held the gun to his head and I called out for them to stop, but Gumball maneuvered the gun and had it now. He twisted Ethan's hand and got the gun. He threatened to shoot people, but instead ran off, still pointing the gun to people.

I eventually caught up to him and demanded an explanation. That wasn't the Gumball I knew three years ago, but eventually he cooled me down.

We walked home and sat out on the porch. He explained to me everything about what happened in prison. I was devastated. Not just on him, but for what I was standing for. I had no idea what I got myself into.

We headed back inside and saw everyone sleeping on the couches, waiting for us. We woke them up and told them to sleep in their rooms, and, if they wanted, they could sleep in our room. They said it was alright, but mom slept on the couch while Anais and Tabitha went to sleep in their room.

I was in my room, staring at everything I had on my—our—wall, posters of the Nazis and propaganda posters of the man that caused our family to split.

We took them all down. It was a big step for us all.

It's now 5:40 and I'm about to watch the sunrise. I don't think I've ever done that before. Anyway, we're gonna start over and see what happens t us. It doesn't matter, though, because we're together and we'll make it. I don't know if this paper is what you wanted, but for what it's worth…thanks.