For as long as I could remember I was always different. I always thought that the trees were talking to me and the wind blowing sweet little melodies into my ear. Every time I would go to my grandma's house, I would run straight towards her big backyard. It had every herb and flower you could think of. But I haven't been there in years. My mom never really like it there and she would never tell me or my older sister Cassie why either. Now my wish to go back to my grandma's has come true, but we aren't just visiting me and Cassie are moving there. I don't know how all of this came to be. One moment me, Cassie, and mom were all happy then the next thing I know I'm in a car driving to my grandmas 's because my mom is dead. I look out the window to see the trees blurring away I let out a little sign and look at Cassie. She looks just like mom with her long stick straight golden blonde hair, the same ocean blue eyes, and sun kiss tan skin. I have long curly dark brown almost black hair, storm grey eyes, and slightly pale and slightly tan skin. My mom said that I looked like my dad. Cassie looks over to me and gives my a small smile. Telling me that things are going to get better in time. I just lean my head back and felt my eyes start to droop close. The next thing I know I'm surrounded by flame calling for my mom while coughing from all the smoke that was felling up my lung making it harder to breathe. But it was cut short when I felt someone shake my shoulders really hard trying to wake me up. My eyes open quickly to see Cassie hovering over me .
" Come on Willa we're here." She steps aside to let me get out of the car. I look around the home I remember but don't really know that well like I used to. The two story old Victorian house. The same dirty cream color paint that is chipping away. The windows covered in a thin layer of dust. When I looked at the front door I saw a old woman standing the with a small smile on her face. " Grandma" I whispered to myself as I walked towards her. She looked the same as she did eight years ago. She had short wavy dirty blonde hair, the same ocean blue eyes as Cassie and mom. Her wrinkles have deepen as well. She extended her arms out and pulled both me and Cassie into a group hug. She then told us to come in and then lead us to our bedrooms which were on the second floor. She first showed us Cassie's bedroom then mine. The room has dark red wall paper. In the corner of the room there is a big window facing east with sheer cream color curtain, and right below the window is a queen size bed with a home made quilt and nine little coach pillows. Above the bed and window there are built in book shelves full with old and new books. I look to the north side of my new room and I find my closet and another door, I go over and open and to my surprise it's a little bathroom with a shower, toilet, sink, mirror, and a little cabinet space. " Do you like it dear?" my grandma asked I turn to her and said yes. " Good. Well I'm going to leave you to settle into your new room ok. If you need my I'll be in Cassie room for a little while." I nodded ok as she took a couple of step towards me, kiss my forehead and hugged me goodnight. When she left I walked over to me bed and laid down. I pulled out my ipod and turned it on. It started to play a song Stop Crying Your Eyes Out by Oasis. I kick my converses off and looked at my sealing. I hope that Cassie is right and that everything will get better. I peaked through my curtain and saw the night sky turn from pink to purple to dark blue. I started to drift back to the lyrics. " We're all of the stars, we're fadin' away Just try not to worry, you'll see us some day Just take what you need and be on your way And stop crying your heart out."