I´m so sorry

But, this is my last chapter for "updating one story a day, to have them all published in 2013- project" This week, I´m gonna start to update my stories as usual.

And you know what day it is today? It´s eleven months since I stopped taking my meds. HURRAY, hip, hip HURRAY

I kept on running towards the dumping ground, still without knowledge of where I was running. But then, I stumbled and I fell down on my knees, with my hands over my ears, trying to ease the sound from Sophie´s voice, and shots and sound of exploding bombs that came from nowhere. I was crying, but it didn´t feel as comforting as I thought it would. Just as I fell down on my knees, a couple, probably in their younger seventies were coming walking from the other direction.

"Honey, are you ok" the woman bent down over me.

"I´m not Sophie…. I´m not Sophie." I cried over and over again.

Flashbacks

"No…. NO." Sophie ran towards the door, I tried to catch her… but I wasn´t fast enough, a shot rang out, and Sophie fell to the ground…

…. GET DOWN," Luce ran into the kitchen, pulled down me and Sophie under the kitchen table, where he wrapped his arms around us…."

…. "We´ve already shot your dad"…

… "WHAT´S HAPPENING?" Sophie shouted when Luce had pulled us down under the table, barely had she finished the question, when the sound of an explosion rang out. Sophie screamed, and we could hear the ceiling in the living room/ that was also used as a bedroom for us crashing in….

…"I don´t know." I whispered, and then I heard another shot ring out…

…"Dad" Luce lifted a board from the collapsed ceiling, so dad could sit up, he coughed, from the dust that he was breathing in. But he seemed ok.

"Areen… Aaron" he coughed. "They were in here."

"MUM." Sophie shouted, when she saw mum´s hand sticking out, of what seemed like most part of the living room- wall. She ran to it, so did I and Luce. And together we managed to lift the wall of not only mum, but also our two year old brother, Aaron…

… "No… Sophia," Luce held me back. "There´s nothing you can do… they´re…

"They´re not dead," I shouted back. "THEY CAN´T BE!"…

End of flashbacks.

"Honey," the old lady continued. "Are you ok?" The man tried to put his hand on my shoulder, and then I seemed to wake up. I jumped up on my feet, though I had scratched both of my knees, and there were blood and ripped skin seen through holes in my jeans, I started to run again, and I didn´t stop more times.

"You should have DIED." I could hear Sophie´s voice. "I HATE YOU, I HATE YOU, I HATE YOU."

Mike´s point of view

The phone rang in the office, and I ran to catch it.

"Hello." I said. Just as Gina walked into the office.

"Hey, it´s Tyler… Sophia… Sophie…. Mr. Morrison… ran." Tyler talked so fast I could only hear a few words.

"Whoa, Tyler, slow down." I said. "Take a deep breath and then tell me what´s happening."

"Our teacher, Mr. Morrison, he called Sophia by the wrong name… Sophie, and then she started throwing things at him, before she shouted, I am not Sophie, and then she ran away, and we can´t find her anywhere in the school building."

"Ok, Tyler." I tried to seem calmer than I actually was. "Just stay where you are. I´ll drive around this place to see if I can find her." I hung up.

"Mike… is everything ok man?" Gina asked me.

"Sophia´s run away from school." I walked out of the room with Gina following me. "I´ll take a drive, and see if I can find her. You stay here, in case she comes back here." I reached for the lock in the front door, but before I had the time to open the door, the door flew open and Sophia came running in.

"I am not Sophie," she said, it was obvious that she was crying, and she had her hands pressed against her ears. "I am not Sophie, I am not Sophie, I am not Sophie."

"We know… we know." Gina tried, but Sophia didn´t seem to care…. Suddenly she stretched out her neck….

"AAAAAAH." She screamed , and fell down on her knees, next she laid on the floor, crouched and with her hands under her chin.

"I´m not Sophie." She mumbled. "I´m not Sophie…" then… everything went silent.

Ok, I know it´s really, really short, but whatever. What do you think´s gonna happen now? I know.

Giving another hurray for the fact that I have been eleven months without meds. HURRAY