Disclaimer-Do not own Invader Zim
Author's note-I'm sorry that I haven't updated in a very very very very very very long time, but i was stressed out there for awhile with my parents and school and work.I'll try to update sooner now thanks for all the support and srry this one was so short.the next chapter will be longer!!!!reviews please!!!!
"What are his kid's names?" I ask as I drink down a large glass of orange juice.
"The older one is your age and his name is Dib. He has a little girl who is 14 and her name is Gaz."
"Why is he going to take me in? He has his own family and life. Why is he putting such a burden on himself?"
"Your his family, that's why. I'm sure he doesn't think that your going to be a burden." Miss Don comforts me as we hear a horn from a car outside.
"I guess that's my ride. Want to help me carry some of this out?" I ask as I grab the two big suitcases. Miss Don only smiles as she grabs my remaining luggage and follows me out to the curb to see me off to my new life. We hug each other and we say our goodbyes. I get into the front seat of the van and close the door. I watch as Miss Don got further and further away, until she was just a speck, then nothing.
I slip into my own little world as I look out the window and listen to Three Days Grace "Time of Dying".
On the ground I lay
Motionless in pain
I can see my life flashing before my eyes
Dead I fall asleep
Is this all a dream
Wake me up, I'm living a nightmare
I will not die (I will not die)
I will survive
I will not die, I'll wait here for you
I feel alive, when you're beside me
I will not die, I'll wait here for you
In my time of dying
On this bed I lay
Losing everything
I can see my life passing me by
Was it all too much
Or just not enough
Wake me up, I'm living a nightmare
I will not die (I will not die)
I will survive
I will not die, I'll wait here for you
I feel alive, when you're beside me
I will not die, I'll wait here for you
In my time of dying
I will not die, I'll wait here for you
I feel alive, when you're beside me
I will not die, I'll wait here for you
In my time of dying
I will not die, I'll wait here for you
I feel alive, when you're beside me
I will not die, I'll wait here for you
In my time of dying
My eyes get heavy and I lay my head on the window as I think of my new and interesting life I may have. I ponder about what my uncle is like? Is he like my father or is he different.