Lost But Not Forgotten
The story is about a girl called Alex who loses her family. Things will become better as she learns to deal with the loss. Please Comment.=]
Loneliness is a feeling in which people experience a strong sense of emptiness and solitude. I was alone. All that surrounded me was unfamiliar. Everywhere I turned, nothing welcomed me to this place, nothing made sense and nothing here felt like home. Was purgatory the word to describe it? Losing one of the people you most love leaves a hole that can't be filled, but losing 3 of them tears a colossal hole through you that cannot be healed in a lifetime. You can't help but reminisce those times that you shared with them and how everything went so wrong.
-Flashback-
Laughter filled the walls as my brother finally scored on his football game, he ran round the room cheering as if he were a real footballer. I loved it when my brother won, he was always so happy about it; when we were happy, our parents were too. We ran to them and jumped on them, giggling with mischief as they begin to laugh as well. This was a perfect moment in my life when my family and I were filled with blissful happiness.
-flashback end-
Remembering life as it was made coping with life without them a little easier; knowing that they were still here watching over me calmed my erratic nerves. Each night without them made sure that sleep evaded me for several nights at a time. The hardest thing was, not knowing the full details about how they went, just that they were gone and there was nothing I could do about it. Their death was a mystery that was half completed but people failed to give me information when I asked.
-Flashback-
The door bell rang and I glanced at the clock, 17:30. The others should be home by now; maybe Nate forgot his key again. This was not a surprise to me. All the family had gone to Nate's football match, and were probably on their way right now. As I opened the door, "Let me guess Nate, you..." my question cut off by the person at the door. Dressed in a navy blue uniform, flat black cap with a checkered ribbon round the rim; he wore a somber look. "Miss Alexandra Evans?" I nodded. "May I come inside?" I opened the door and I walked through to the living room which was surrounded of pictures of Nate and I through our many stages of growing up. I put the kettle on and sat down on the sofa across from the officer. "Alexandra, I'm afraid I have some terrible news for you. Your family was involved in a traffic accident along the M25. I'm sorry to have to tell you this but they died as a result of their injuries." I closed my eyes as my whole world came crashing down on me, I let a single tear slide down my cheek.
-flashback end-
I can always remember the day I got the news of my family's death; it was a life changing moment in my life. Not in a good way. I was 17 and now stayed by myself but my best friend never left my side; she stayed round my house, more than her own. Her parents understood my situation so it was ok for her to do so. I sat on my bed looking at a photo of when I was younger with my family. It was getting late but all I could think about was the final farewell I had to give my family the next day. My eyes welled as I realized that I was not ready to say goodbye. I decided to lie down in my covers and after much effort, fell to sleep.
-Flashback-
In my dream I was in a field, surrounded by darkness. The only thing I could see was a glowing light that seemed to be coming closer, towards me. As the light got closer, it started to form shape; it was a person, a teenage boy. There was something familiar about his stance and form. The way he smiled and the way his eyes glistened from the never ending light. His eyes were a bright blue, exactly like mine and his smile curved round his face like an old friend. He wore a bright blue hoody with baggy jeans and his hair was a dark, brown. His hair fell down his face, his fringe expertly flicked across his forehead.
"Nate?" The boy smiled at me with recognition. "But...But you're... you're" He raised a single finger to his lips; this instantly silenced me.
"Alex" He grinned at me, "We're all here and proud of you. We're watching over you, we're like you're guardian angels. We love you loads." And with that he faded into the darkness. I cried out for him, begging for him to stay but everything went black.
-Flashback end-
I awoke to the loud, annoying sound of my alarm clock and I realized that it was the day of the funeral, misery and grief seemed like long lost enemies that had come back to entice your troubles once more. No matter how hard I tried, my tears could not be evaded. Endless tears, endless pain. I had become used to them now. I walked through the crowds that had come to celebrate my family's lives; many hugs, many kisses. I sat through the day but couldn't help but feel how much alone I was. Though many surrounded me, I was the only one in the room that was there. The only one that could experience what it was like to lose your whole life; I was the one who had to go back to an empty house full of memories that could no longer continue through my life. Wearing a black veil to cover my tear-stained face, I walked to their closed caskets and placed a single, yellow sunflower on each. My family had always believed sunflowers to bring positive energy to bad situations; our house always had at least one vase filled with them. I kissed each casket once, then returned to my place.
-Flashback-
Laughter filled the walls as my brother finally scored on his football game, he ran round the room cheering as if he were a real footballer. I loved it when my brother won, he was always so happy about it; when we were happy, our parents were too. We ran to them and jumped on them, giggling with mischief as they begin to laugh as well. This was a perfect moment in my life when my family and I were filled with blissful happiness.
-flashback end-
Remembering life as it was made coping with life without them a little easier; knowing that they were still here watching over me calmed my erratic nerves. Each night without them made sure that sleep evaded me for several nights at a time. The hardest thing was, not knowing the full details about how they went, just that they were gone and there was nothing I could do about it. Their death was a mystery that was half completed but people failed to give me information when I asked.
-Flashback-
The door bell rang and I glanced at the clock, 17:30. The others should be home by now; maybe Nate forgot his key again. This was not a surprise to me. All the family had gone to Nate's football match, and were probably on their way right now. As I opened the door, "Let me guess Nate, you..." my question cut off by the person at the door. Dressed in a navy blue uniform, flat black cap with a checkered ribbon round the rim; he wore a somber look. "Miss Alexandra Evans?" I nodded. "May I come inside?" I opened the door and I walked through to the living room which was surrounded of pictures of Nate and I through our many stages of growing up. I put the kettle on and sat down on the sofa across from the officer. "Alexandra, I'm afraid I have some terrible news for you. Your family was involved in a traffic accident along the M25. I'm sorry to have to tell you this but they died as a result of their injuries." I closed my eyes as my whole world came crashing down on me, I let a single tear slide down my cheek.
-flashback end-
I can always remember the day I got the news of my family's death; it was a life changing moment in my life. Not in a good way. I was 17 and now stayed by myself but my best friend never left my side; she stayed round my house, more than her own. Her parents understood my situation so it was ok for her to do so. I sat on my bed looking at a photo of when I was younger with my family. It was getting late but all I could think about was the final farewell I had to give my family the next day. My eyes welled as I realized that I was not ready to say goodbye. I decided to lie down in my covers and after much effort, fell to sleep.
-Flashback-
In my dream I was in a field, surrounded by darkness. The only thing I could see was a glowing light that seemed to be coming closer, towards me. As the light got closer, it started to form shape; it was a person, a teenage boy. There was something familiar about his stance and form. The way he smiled and the way his eyes glistened from the never ending light. His eyes were a bright blue, exactly like mine and his smile curved round his face like an old friend. He wore a bright blue hoody with baggy jeans and his hair was a dark, brown. His hair fell down his face, his fringe expertly flicked across his forehead.
"Nate?" The boy smiled at me with recognition. "But...But you're... you're" He raised a single finger to his lips; this instantly silenced me.
"Alex" He grinned at me, "We're all here and proud of you. We're watching over you, we're like you're guardian angels. We love you loads." And with that he faded into the darkness. I cried out for him, begging for him to stay but everything went black.
-Flashback end-
I awoke to the loud, annoying sound of my alarm clock and I realized that it was the day of the funeral, misery and grief seemed like long lost enemies that had come back to entice your troubles once more. No matter how hard I tried, my tears could not be evaded. Endless tears, endless pain. I had become used to them now. I walked through the crowds that had come to celebrate my family's lives; many hugs, many kisses. I sat through the day but couldn't help but feel how much alone I was. Though many surrounded me, I was the only one in the room that was there. The only one that could experience what it was like to lose your whole life; I was the one who had to go back to an empty house full of memories that could no longer continue through my life. Wearing a black veil to cover my tear-stained face, I walked to their closed caskets and placed a single, yellow sunflower on each. My family had always believed sunflowers to bring positive energy to bad situations; our house always had at least one vase filled with them. I kissed each casket once, then returned to my place.
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