That night...Was the heart of it all. Somehow...being drunk...Led me to my true life...


5. My Parents


As I walked into the fresh air a hint of coldness when down my spine. I love it when that happend. It made me smile. On the other hand I was going to have to buy everything for when the baby arrives. That was going to cost alot. I was walking to the graveyard to ask my mum and dad what to do. If they were stilll alive they would scream at me but I did not care. They would tell me to get an abortion but after that, Mum would come to my room and tell me her storys of being pregnant and tell me it was going to be alright. Oh how she could do that now. I asked them again and again but all that came back was 'It's going to be okay. Maybe it was. Maybe I was just panicing too much. I asked them one final question, "Mum, Dad. Will I find the Father?" But when I asked that, silence appeared. I tryed to calm down and I went back home. I got changed for bed and read. Finally I was calming down and starting to enjoy the thought of having a baby. A new family, I liked the sound of that. Instead of just me, I did not care if I did not find the father. Me and him/her will be just fine together...      
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