I cried as i picked myself off of the bed. I walked myself over to the bottle of pills and walked to the bathroom. I popped off the the lid. And took all the pills in my hand. I examined them all. Looking at the pretty red color they were in. I looked over to the toilet and opened the lid. I threw all the tylenol capsules in to the toilet and watched as the colour on the pills faded away. I flushed the pills down the toilet and sighed.
I walked back into my room and packed up everything in it. I took my a good 2 hours but i finally looked around the cold empty room. I was glad to get out of here to leave all the horrible memories. But also sad that I would leave my mum and dads house.
I walked downstairs to see the house looking like we were going to be having a bunch of family over. Which made my giggle a little of the memory of the frantic cleaning before people came to our house. That happy feeling quickly turned sad as I remembered, that will never happen again. I stared at the wall, I was crying but no tears would come out.
"Hey... You alright munchkin?"
"Huh? Oh. Oh yeah I'm fine..." Lie.
"Alright. Lets pack this in the car and go for dinner then, sound like a plan?" Even though he hadn't lived in Australia very long he was starting to get a bit of an accent and their Aussie slang.
We finally got the car all packed and i went back to the house and admired it. Not knowing how long until I could see it again. I went around and made sure every window and door was locked. I went to my mums room and grabbed the necklace she always wore and put it around me. I went into the bathroom and grabbed the bottle of my dads cologne. I finally jogged up to the door and locked it behind me as I was headed to the car.
We pulled away and I watched the house until I physically couldn't anymore. And it sunk in... everything.