It was a normal day in my four bedroom house, Mom was working, Dad was doing something in the garage, and my older brother was in his room on his laptop. We didn't know it, but in just a few days our lives would change drastically. No one would suspect that anything was wrong with anyone in my family but every family has their problems.
Just a few days later my brother Jason, was going to his soccer practice and my mom was going to a book club meeting. Jason was trying to get a soccer scholarship so that he could get into a good school. Even though he wasn't the best in school, he was amazing at soccer.
A few days later something terrible happened. The police don’t quite know just yet if it was an accident or intentional, but we all had our suspicions. Just a few months ago Jason had been through a rough spot in his life. One of his closest friends had killed himself and Jason was in a very dark place. He had been hit by a car and I have no idea what he was doing around there, his practice was on the other side of town. The police said that he had to have been walking across a terrifyingly busy street that everyone, and I mean everyone, knew that you couldn’t cross. There was a reason that no one ever tried to cross it on foot or by a bike. Just a few years ago two young girls had been hit and died because they thought that they were fast enough to make it to the other side. They weren’t and apparently neither was Jason.
I think that my mom and dad had taken Jason’s death harder than anyone else, but I bet that they think the same about me. His funeral was one of the saddest things that I have ever been to. There were so many people dressed in black and crying. There were many relatives that I haven’t seen since my 4th birthday party and there were a lot of people who went to our school. Jason’s whole soccer team was also there. I think that I was the only one not in tears.
It’s been a week now and everyone justs asks me if I’m “ok?” It’s so tiring, like is that all that they can think of? My mom and dad had both taken two weeks off of work now and will go back next Monday. Mom’s work didn’t give a date when she had to go back to work. They told her to “take as long as you want, there’s no pressure.” Dad on the other hand wasn’t so lucky, he’s a scientist, whereas Mom’s a kindergarten teacher, and he is working on this huge project. His boss said that he understands what hes going through because his daughter had died of cancer 3 years ago, but Dad has to go back or else his project will lose its funding and get tossed in the trash. And as for me well thats a totally different story. I haven’t been back at school since the accident and now thats been two weeks. Mom said that I don’t have to go back to school for a while and the school said the same, but I’m tired of everyone feeling bad for me. So,on Monday I’m going to be dropped off at school at 8:30 in the morning. I already that everyone is either going to leave me alone or crowd around me, so I asked my two best friends, Elesa and Hugo, to help me out with that. Elesa isn’t strong or tall but she has a loud voice. Hugo isn’t strong either but he’s tall and bulky so he’s a little intimidating if you didn’t know him. If you knew him personally then you wouldn’t even be a little intimidated because hes so nice.
All of my teachers had said that if i need to I can take a break and go into the teachers lounge and that I don’t need to take any notes. Well, that’s a really nice thing for once. I’m one of those people that if I don’t write it down in class I’ll forget it the very next day.Right now I have my friends at school to support me when random people that I’ve only talked to once or in kindergarten came up to me and started to tell me what a great person my brother was. It was hard to hold back the tears but I told myself that I wasn’t going to cry. Other times people just gave me hugs, that was really awkward. I was so happy when the day had ended and all I thought was, If this is how it is going to be for the next year and something months, I’m going to do home schooling. Everyone that I’ve talked to has said that things get easier with time but I doubt that that will happen. I hope that everything at school will die down soon and things will go back to normal. That’s all I want right now. I hope something else happens or someone else gets something really cool so that everyone can take their attention off of me. Jason would want that, no one focusing on me and everything back to normal. When I went home that day, I passed Jason’s old room. The door was almost totally closed but when peaked in I saw my mom on his bed asleep. I would normally wake her up but I know that lately she hasn’t been sleeping very well, none of us has. About 45 minutes later I heard her walk out of Jason's room and knew that she would be sad so I got up and went out of my room and gave her a big hug. Now all I can do is help my family and take things one day at a time.