I sat down on the bench behind the kitchen table. There was still nobody but me awake, so I didn´t have to care about the others coming and disturb me. I pulled up my knees and leaned against the wall. I put the notebook onto my legs and started reading.
Jonas Peterson
My name is Jonas Peterson, my big sister Emma has taught me to read and write. I love my sister, she takes care of me when I´m sad because mum and dad work so much. She´s eleven years old, but I´ve heard people say that she´s very adult for her age.
My dad´s in some country I can´t remember the name of almost all the time, he comes home for Christmas, and for mine and for Emma´s birthdays. That means he comes home in May, in October and in December. When we leave him at the airport again, I get sad. Because I know that I won´t see him for a long time. But I love my dad anyway.
My mum´s a doctor. She works almost all the time as well, and most of the time, she have gone when I get up in the morning, and when she´s back again, I have fallen asleep.
Both of my parents saves lives on their jobs. And I love them really much, but I love Emma more.
The text quit, I looked up. I could feel tears come streaming down my face again, I had cried so much lately. I didn´t want to do it anymore, somehow I felt like that soon there would be no more tears to cry, but right now, the tears were streaming down my face.
I pulled up my phone from my pocket, and called Leon´s number.
"Leon Peterson yes?"
"I wanna come home." I sobbed. "I wanna come home."
"Emma, is that you?"
"Yeah," I sobbed. "I wanna come home, I wanna live with you, I don´t wanna be here."
"Emma, have you thought about this?"
"No."
"Ok, then we´ll do it this way. You stay where you are until the middle- term holidays, and think about what you really want. And if you still wanna come home then, then I´ll get you a last- minute flying ticket, is that alright Emma?"
"But I wanna come home now." I was still sobbing.
"I know you do, but we´ll do it that way. Alright?"
"Okay."
"Ok, I gotta go now, love you."
"Love you Leon." I hung up, and laid my arms on my knees, and laid my forehead on my arms, how was I gonna explain to Mike that I could be going home in just two months, and what did I actually want to do?
I sat like that for a while, I don´t know how long. Still, I was the only one awake. When I´d stopped crying, I went upstairs to lay dad´s uniform in my room, because I still wasn´t ready, to tell the others the truth about my parents.
So, I know it´s short.