I plenty of time to pack. After I left Teresa's I went to the train station and checked out the routes and I would be safe to get on at 12:30 which I thought was great since my parents would be sleeping. So to bide my time a little I walked though the entire house trying to memorize every little detail. Every crack, every picture, every story. How the house would smell of cookies at Christmas. I never really thought of any of this before, but now it seemed like it was my entire past. *OK Rafe, I'm gonna go. I'm gonna go help other people, maybe meet someone and look after Danny in the process. I promise.. I should start packing if I'm gonna keep that promise, right?* My mind won and I started to pack. I didn't know exactly what to bring so I did the usual couple pants and shirts and some skirts and blouses. I thought they would have to go for one of them. Now I didn't need anyone to tell me to sleep! I gazed at the clock that hung over my closet. Errr 6:15, I had some time to kill so I dozed off. I don't remember exactly what time it was when I finally fell to sleep, but it was about 12 when I finally woke up. Great- I figured this would give me just enough time to sneak out and make my way to the train. So I got my bag from under my bed and started to leave. I would have made it too had not the table been in the way for me to knock down the lamp making a loud sound. Trouble.
"What the.." my dad said running in. "Holy crap, what in pete's sake have you done to your hair? You go to your room and stay there until it changes back to it's normal color and take that bag with you. Kids these days have no respect. Well what are you waiting for, me to formally invite you? Get up there!!" I decided this was it. It was now or never.
"NO dad I'm not going upstairs,I'm not cleaning up the mess, I'm not going to take orders from you anymore. I'm leaving pop, leaving to see the world, to travel. This place just isn't big enough!!" this racket was really enough to get my mom out of bed to see what all the fuss was about. "Whats going on" she asked
"Nothing- that girl of yours just has some stupid idea that she's about to forget any second now" he said glaring at me. I held my ground "No pop. Mama, I'm leaving. I decided I can't possibly stay when there are other people out there who need me. Just think, I can be helping other people maybe helping them avoid dying. If there would have been more nurses when Rafe was killed, maybe then he would have made it." I knew damn well that the number of nurses had no rule in there, but it made my point.
"Fine." my dad said "Fine. You go get that bag to see the world, and then you get the hell out of my house." The tight voice, that ment he was trying to stay calm. I hugged my mother goodbye, shook his hand and left into the darkness.
*On that note's it's bedtime. I have an early flight to catch tomorrow but I promise you I will post more as soon as I return. Chao!
"What the.." my dad said running in. "Holy crap, what in pete's sake have you done to your hair? You go to your room and stay there until it changes back to it's normal color and take that bag with you. Kids these days have no respect. Well what are you waiting for, me to formally invite you? Get up there!!" I decided this was it. It was now or never.
"NO dad I'm not going upstairs,I'm not cleaning up the mess, I'm not going to take orders from you anymore. I'm leaving pop, leaving to see the world, to travel. This place just isn't big enough!!" this racket was really enough to get my mom out of bed to see what all the fuss was about. "Whats going on" she asked
"Nothing- that girl of yours just has some stupid idea that she's about to forget any second now" he said glaring at me. I held my ground "No pop. Mama, I'm leaving. I decided I can't possibly stay when there are other people out there who need me. Just think, I can be helping other people maybe helping them avoid dying. If there would have been more nurses when Rafe was killed, maybe then he would have made it." I knew damn well that the number of nurses had no rule in there, but it made my point.
"Fine." my dad said "Fine. You go get that bag to see the world, and then you get the hell out of my house." The tight voice, that ment he was trying to stay calm. I hugged my mother goodbye, shook his hand and left into the darkness.
*On that note's it's bedtime. I have an early flight to catch tomorrow but I promise you I will post more as soon as I return. Chao!