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But you lied to me

Chapter 3 Aunt Hannah

Word Count: 1557    |    Released on: 17/10/2021

a active child, I could never sit still. That was why my father took me to gymnastics class. To loose some energy he said. I hate sitting. It hurts. But what hurts the most is my heart. How

o leave. For that reason only, I hate everything about Tucson. I cl

but my eyes stay closed. 'Miss, we are on the

nd a uniform standing next to me, she was the bus driver. 'I'

he looked worried. Why wouldn't she be? I'm a fifte

from my aunt's house than I was supposed to be. The map on my phone confirmed me that I was almost twenty-seven minutes away from her. When my stomach growled, I grabbed my bag to search for the muesli bars and cans of coke I got from Elly. I found a can and took it, but I couldn't find the muesli bars. As I threw out a sweater and a small bag with a toothbrush and toothpaste in it, my hand scrapes against a piece of paper. With curiosity I take it out of the bag. It's an envelope with my name o

pregnant. Not only that, but almost four months without even noticing it. The doctor told me, because I was so young, my body only registered it now. That was why I felt so sick all of the sudden. I was kicked out of the house. My mother and stepdad didn't care about me at all or

s ago, when she came for my fifteenth birthday. She gave me a red leather wallet, which my mom thankfully packed for me. Elly didn't have

like my father. The chocolate brown eyes, dark brown hair and I had a darker skin tone than my mom. My father was Italian and my mom just an American. I was also taller and thinner than my mother, which she didn't like about me. She didn't like t

w aunt Hannah's phone number, so my plan was to go to her house and knock on her door. Hopefully she was ni

.' I say out loud. 'She

k, k

I found hanging to my right, next to the door. I nearly gave up and walked away, when a

ce. In the sweats he was wearing, he seemed a

looking for m

u have the wrong house.' He was closing the d

ived here and she never told me she moved.' I push o

have lived here for the last ten years and my wife's name isn't Hannah,

of those big windows for five days. I was hugging the blue curtains, because they felt nice and soft.' The man was looking at me like I was crazy. T

you say?'

.' but he

ing about huggin

er come back.' With a loud bang, he closed the door in front of my face. I let my tears go free. I was so sure my aunt lived here. I remember the blue sofa I used to jump on when I was six. I remember the large tree in the garden with the swing on it when I was eight. The windows upst

conds, then I turn around and ran. I run to

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