1. A new start
Breathe in. Breathe out. Let it go.
That's it. You move on and let it go.
I've done that. A lot of times. Maybe to much. I don't know.
Everything is shaking, although we're not on the ground. I feel a weird feeling in my stomach, I can't discribe it, but it feels good. I know I'm awake but I'm still dreaming about a lot of things accept the real things and that is just fine.
I hear a voice and I recognize it immidiately. "Wake up, Lucas! We're here." I open my eyes very slowly because i want to go back to my dream where everything was alright.
"Lucas? Are you awake?" "Hmmm" "Lucas?!" "Yes, mom?" I'm a little bit angry, I don't know if it's because we left Boston to live in Montery or because she woke me.
"We're here. Would you please open your eyes?" She is getting angry and because Idon't want a quarrel with my mom on a plain in front of my little sister I just open my eyes, put a fake smile on my face and look at her like everything that did happen never happened.
I don't do that for my mom but for my little sister. She's my world. Lily is seven and the happiest kid on earth. Everytime she sees I'm sad she gives me one of those big hugs. And for one second i feel i can handle the world.
"Luke?" "Yes, Lily?" "Are the people there nice?" She's only seven and lost all her friends because she's to young to Skype or have Facebook.
"Ofcourse they are and you're going to make a lot of new friends, I'm sure of that." She looks at me with her beautiful, big, blue eyes and says: "And if that doesn't happen, I still have you."