Bad Memories

Chapter One
I wake up in the middle of the night, screaming. Still having bad dreams from years ago when my father was taken. My mother runs in. “Are you okay?” No. “Yeah, I’m fine.”I stare at my dog trying not to make contact with mom as I try not to break down. I see my mother’s worried face and break down crying, curling up on my nice warm bed. My mom paces over and comforts me in her arms. “…I’m not fine.” I say as I wipe the tears from my freckled cheeks. She peels my chestnut hair away from my crystal blue eyes and looks into them. “What’s wrong?” She asks. “What’s wrong every night!” Dad. “Honey, your father is gone.” My mother says sitting up. “No he’s not!” I scream. My dog runs out of the room. “I saw him! He isn’t gone.” I break out of my mother’s arms and stand up. I can see her jaws clenched like they do when she is upset. I look up at her brown eyes. I have my dad’s eyes. “We have talked about this before, Tori.” She says standing up next to me with her fists clenched in anger. She takes a deep breath and relaxes. “What you are having are just bad dreams. Mr. Bradley saw what happened to your father.” The car crash. “People lie, Mom!” I say looking out the window. Why is that man walking on the street in the middle of the night? “You know what? Never mind. Just leave me alone.” I say hastily getting into my bed and pulling the fuzzy, blue covers over my face. After she leaves, I get up and look out my window. The man is gone. I shut my blinds and lie back down, pulling the covers over my face again. ‘Knock, knock, knock.’ I hear on my bedroom door. “Please just… leave me alone mom.” I say. She never believes me. What’s the point of trying to talk to her. “It’s me.” I hear an unfamiliar voice. I pull down my sheets from my face and smile. “Dalton.” I say getting up to hug my brother. He ran away after what happened with my father and I haven’t seen him until now… He was there. With me. With dad.