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POV Olive

I was up in my old bedroom at my parents' house packing things I'd left behind when I went to college.

Claire was downstairs with my parents and seventeen-year-old sister Hazel

I was searching through my dresser first, to find some old clothes I could possibly still wear.

First my jean drawer, they were all too big which wasn't a surprise due to my one hundred and thirty-five-pound weight loss. I tossed them onto my old bed so they could be taken to a thrift store and the badly damaged and extremely worn ones would go to Enoch's mom so she could make them into Teddy bears and stuffed animals.

My t-shirt drawer was next. It was filled with over-sized t-shirts of singers and band (like Motorhead, Guns'n'Roses, Blake Shelton, Luke Bryan, Eric Church, Dierks Bentley, Sam Hunt, Rascal Flatts, Zac Brown Band, Lady Antebellum, Green Day, My Chemical Romance, Good Charlotte, Katy Perry, One Direction, and The Wanted).

I quickly sorted through the ones I wanted to keep and the ones I didn't. The ones I did want to keep went into a large box labeled clothes in the center of my bedroom. And the ones I didn't I placed on my bed so like my jeans and other clothes I didn't want they could be taken to the thrift store.

I finished looking through my clothes that were on my dresser. The only things I kept were the non-damaged over-sized t-shirts, over-sized sweatshirts, and my jogging/sweatpants from before I lost the weight. I put them all in the box labeled clothes. I closed it and sealed it with tape as just the clothes from my dresser had made it full already.

I went over to my closet and looked around in it. I saw old YA books I used to read non-stop and stuffed animals.

I reached in a pulled them out. I looked at them.

''I'll give the stuff animals to Claire and I'll keep the books for Enoch and me,'' I said as I placed the stuffed animals and books into their respective boxes.

I went to my closet next and found it full of old make-up, nail polish, bracelets, hair ties, headbands, and lip gloss.

I threw them all into the box labeled misc.

''I'll give the bracelets and headbands to Claire. I'll keep the makeup nail polish, lip gloss, and hair ties for me,'' I thought to myself.

I dug a little deeper and found CDs. I threw them into the same box as the old make-up, nail polish, hair ties, headbands, and lip gloss.

I finished cleaning out my closet. I then went to my bed and pulled out unused notebooks. I threw those into the misc box.

I pulled out more items from under my bed. Which were fabric flower crowns, cheer hair bows, and old Barbie posters.

I threw the fabric flower crowns and cheer hair bows into the misc box.

The Barbie posters due to how beat up and ripped they were I threw them into the recycling bag.

I finally folded up my blankets and put them into a cardboard box along with the pillows.

A knock came to my door.

''Come in,'' I said.

My father walked in.

''Hi, daddy,'' I said.

''Hello, sweetheart,'' my dad said as he sat down on the bed next to me.

My father was a big barrel-chested man with pale skin and ginger hair with pearl white hair on the sides that had some iron gray streaks in it. He looked at me with his kind blue-green eyes which were the same color as mine.

''Well I got everything packed up,'' I told my dad.

''Good. Good,'' he said.

''Listen, Olive. I remember the day you were born. After you were born I remember the doctor telling you were one of the biggest babies he'd ever delivered at twelve pounds and six ounces,'' my dad told me.

''Jesus. I didn't know I was that big when I was born,'' I said.

''Yes and I remember the warmth that wrapped itself around my heart when I first held you. It was almost as though you'd put me under a spell when I held you,'' he said.

I giggled a little bit.

''I remember your first day of school too. How you skipped along beside me as you held my hand your ginger pigtails bouncing up and down with you as you skipped along. And you walked right into kindergarten without even saying goodbye to me,'' said my father.

''Yeah. I was so excited,'' I said.

''I didn't know what was to come,'' I wanted to say.

''And I remember how happy you were the day you graduated from high school and how you told us the next day you wanted to lose weight,'' my dad told me.

''Yeah so do I,'' I said as I crossed my legs.

''You and mum had such worried looks on your faces,'' I said.

''We were worried you'd overdo it due to your history of low self-esteem and low self-confidence,'' my dad said.

I hugged him because I didn't know what to say at all to that.

''I love you, dad,'' I said.

''I love you too baby girl,'' he told me.

Then he released me from my hug.

''Well I'll be going. You need to get home and I need to help your mother with dinner,'' my dad said.

''Bye dad,'' I said as he walked out the door.

I sat in silence before I taped up the boxes and got ready to leave with Olive.

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