myself .
“Me too.” This was going to be a hard adjustment, but at least we didn’t have to do it alone.
W e entered the brightly colored home with painted walls in shades of deep cran berry reds, rusted oranges and welcoming yellows. Furniture made up of p rominent dark woods and leathers decorated the home along with various vase s, pictures, statues and masks. There were so many interesting artifacts. I’ d forgotten how stylish their house was. As I looked around , past visits with my family came into mind , pu t t ing a lump in my throat.
Uncle Danier led me down the hall . W e entered the bedroom on the right . He placed my suitcases on the bed. “It’s not as nice as your old room , but we can fix it up however you like .” He patted me on the shoulder before leaving me to get situated .
I took a deep breath and look ed around . U nique sculptures of couples were positioned on the driftwood shelves, while scented c andles sat on both corner s of my dresser. The bed was made with dark wood and covered with deep red and black linens.
I sighed and started unpacking my clothes . I pulled a picture of my family out of the bag . Staring at it, I kept wondering what happened to them. I ached to be back home with them and began crying as I put the ir photo on the dresser .
I continued unpacking and was just about to put my bags in the closet when I heard a dull jingle. I scrounged around looking inside the suitcase and s omething tangled around my hand. I pulled it out and found a necklace . It was my amethyst sphere sitting on a black strap of leather. Tears stung my eyes as I remembered how my parents had given it to me. I’d been having a difficult day ; my parents wanted to cheer me up and did, with the necklace. They’d told me how the sphere held special powers of luck and protection. I placed the necklace around my neck. I would treasure it forever , keeping their memory close to my heart.
Days, weeks and months passed. I settle d in nicely and felt like I belonged somewhere again. Auntie Steph and Uncle Da ne were all too easy going , even welcoming the new nicknames I ’d given them.
I had the occasional roller coaster mood swing every now and then , but tried to overcome them so I wasn’t a b urden . My d reams haunted me , however they were starting to become fewer as each night passed.
Either Uncle Dane or Auntie Steph was constantly with me , but I missed my sisters and Ginata. Their bond was hard to replace . I’ d b een in Blackwood for almost three months before finally feeling settled enough to go out and brave th e would-be shopping center alone . The re really wasn’t too much to it, unlike t he malls back home .
Uncle Dane dropped me off a t the front entrance . “Call me when ever you ’re ready to come back home . Here’s a bit of cash. Go buy yourself some lunch or clothes. Have some fun!” He sat in the car watching me as I approached the main door. I could feel his eyes on me so I turned giving him a wave . I turned back around and entered the mall.
It w as a lot busier tha n I expected; I b raved my way through the crowds, moving back and forth out of the way as the others passed. So many people , yet I knew no one. A few sets of eyes looked in my direction , but the faces didn’t smile .
I remember ed what it felt like to be alone and this brought up thoughts I did n’t want to think about . My thoughts were too strong and I found myself wondering why didn’t I die ? Everyone else did, why did I have to be the only one left? I shook the dark thoughts from my mind . I’d done enough self-dwelling over the past few months; it was starting to get on my own nerves.
‘ Friend s, you’re here to make friends,’ I told myself. I felt incredibly lonely and decided I ’d accept friendship from anyone who offered . I’d become desperate for some kind, actually any kind of companionship.
I ambled over to a rack of
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