There We Go AgainA Chapter by Madeline ManChapter 6 – My dad couldn’t even get the words out of his mouth before I started screaming at him. “How could you! Do you know how much you hurt us?! Can you even begin to imagine the hell I’ve been through since you’ve been gone?!” “Margret!” My dad screamed at me. He stood up from the table throwing his napkin down onto it. “You need to calm down and give me a chance to explain myself before you start throwing fists!” “Why? Why should I even give you the time of day?” I asked him. I was crying, and I felt like a total baby standing in the restaurant throwing a tantrum, but I think I deserved a little time to not have to be the grown up seeing as that’s all I’ve been since before… before all this happened. Again I ran. I seems like I’ve been doing that a lot lately. I had wishing well by The Airborne Toxic Event running through in my head. I plugged my ears trying to play the music louder through my head but I couldn’t block out enough sound to realize that he wasn’t running after me. Then I realized it. He was never going to follow me. Unlike my mom he had another family. Some reason to stay put. He could live without me… Right at that moment I had a terrible pang of guilt. I felt so bad for leaving my mom. She was the only person I had, and probably will ever have. I stopped in the park and sat down on a bench under a big elm tree and watched the sun set below the water of the pond in front of me. I moved to the edge of the water and sat down. Letting my bare feet feel the first relief in days as the cold water seeped between my toes, and I thought. I thought of everything that had happened in the last week. All of the pain, all of the loss, and especially all the lies, but I then realized all the good that came out of the week. Meeting Holden for one is probably the best I’ve had in the last eight years let alone last week, and it didn’t even bother me that I probably wouldn’t ever see him again. In that instant I remembered. I remembered all of the years I tried to block out, and I remembered him. © 2009 Madeline ManAuthor's Note
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Added on February 20, 2009AuthorMadeline ManWonderlandAboutI am a girl. I am fifteen years old but I have lived what seems like one hundred. I no longer dwell on the past, I leave that to my writing. I prefer living each day like there is not going to be anot.. more..Writing
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