Light.
It came fluttering in through the rips and holes in the ancient curtains. I
lay as still as a rock on the soft mattress trying not to cry. I tried my
hardest to take in my new surroundings. My bedroom was the size of a closet
and it probably was one. I honestly never thought that city life would be
so different.
Now that I'm no longer on our farm in Australia, but instead in an old run- down house in America, I miss my parents so much more than when I was in familiar surroundings. Mum and dad died more than two weeks ago, but I still feel like I'm living in a nightmare. Everything passed like a dream gone horribly wrong. The sight of our blue Holden hugging the old oak tree will stay in my mind forever. After their tragic deaths everyone hounded me, but luckily my sister came to my rescue and organized everything. After all was settled, I left the country with my only sister, Jessie to live with her in America.
A knock on the door snapped my out of my memories. "Cassie, you awake yet?" This was followed immediately by the spluttering of eggs and the crashing of plates and forks as they met the floor. Then came the retreating footsteps from my door and an annoyed voice saying: "Oh Devon, look what you've done". There were also the clattering of plates and utensils as a new load was being added to a sink of unwashed dishes and the crackling of the plastic bag as the egg and whatever other foods were dropped into the bin.
By that point, I had had enough of laying still in semi-darkness and semi- silence. So, I got dressed and opened the door to be met by a tiny passageway my sister calls a corridor. I turned left and walked into the kitchen/dining room.
Jessie was talking common sense to Devon and Devon, her two years old son, was sitting in his chair pretending like he understands exactly what his mother is saying. Jessie is five years over, but her life after she left home has been a very bumpy ride. Jessie left home after her HSC to go studying in America, but along the way she fell in love with the wrong guy and became pregnant with his baby, Devon. She had to quit university, as she loved children too much to give up her firstborn. With finally some luck, she was able to find a receptionist job in a law firm.
Jessie has straight strawberry hair matched with bright green eyes. Jessie look a lot like mum and acts like dad, while I on the other hand look like dad, with my dark blue eyes and chestnut hair and act exactly like mum when she was younger. Yep, I'm your typical tomboy.
Now that I'm no longer on our farm in Australia, but instead in an old run- down house in America, I miss my parents so much more than when I was in familiar surroundings. Mum and dad died more than two weeks ago, but I still feel like I'm living in a nightmare. Everything passed like a dream gone horribly wrong. The sight of our blue Holden hugging the old oak tree will stay in my mind forever. After their tragic deaths everyone hounded me, but luckily my sister came to my rescue and organized everything. After all was settled, I left the country with my only sister, Jessie to live with her in America.
A knock on the door snapped my out of my memories. "Cassie, you awake yet?" This was followed immediately by the spluttering of eggs and the crashing of plates and forks as they met the floor. Then came the retreating footsteps from my door and an annoyed voice saying: "Oh Devon, look what you've done". There were also the clattering of plates and utensils as a new load was being added to a sink of unwashed dishes and the crackling of the plastic bag as the egg and whatever other foods were dropped into the bin.
By that point, I had had enough of laying still in semi-darkness and semi- silence. So, I got dressed and opened the door to be met by a tiny passageway my sister calls a corridor. I turned left and walked into the kitchen/dining room.
Jessie was talking common sense to Devon and Devon, her two years old son, was sitting in his chair pretending like he understands exactly what his mother is saying. Jessie is five years over, but her life after she left home has been a very bumpy ride. Jessie left home after her HSC to go studying in America, but along the way she fell in love with the wrong guy and became pregnant with his baby, Devon. She had to quit university, as she loved children too much to give up her firstborn. With finally some luck, she was able to find a receptionist job in a law firm.
Jessie has straight strawberry hair matched with bright green eyes. Jessie look a lot like mum and acts like dad, while I on the other hand look like dad, with my dark blue eyes and chestnut hair and act exactly like mum when she was younger. Yep, I'm your typical tomboy.