Lost In Memory

That had to be one of the worst mornings of my life. Who knew so few words, could send your whole world crashing down around you...?1

I know i didn't.2

Now I do.3

* * *4

The phone rang. It was early, too early to pick up the phone when you'd had a sleepover. So I ignored it; as I am sure most of you would have also.5

Another ring- either gave up or my dad picked up.6

A soft knock on my door. My dad enters- slowly... why? He hands me the phone and I sigh dramatically as I sit p and pay attention to the person on the other end.7

My Mom.8

We are talking about going somewhere- I just woke up, I'm tired, I had a sleepover. I decline. My dad picks up the phone and my mom says, "Do you want to tell her or should I?"9

"You can if you want." He replies.10

Annoyed and aggravated at this early morning wake up call I say, "Tell me /what/?!"11

Silence.12

"Your great grandfather is dead." My heart skips a beat. She continues talking. I just hang up the phone. It's too much, I'm still recovering, I'm scared.13

I burst into tears, loud painful sobbing.14

"Cassie..." My friend's hand touches my shoulder- immediately I slap it away and stand up.15

I had collapsed on the floor in tears. And now- I snap back to reality.16

~I have company.17

I can't break now.18

It's all on me.~19

I stand and walk to the bathroom breathing deeply. I wash and dry my face.20

This aches more inside than my red eyes or laboured breathing could show.21

About one year prior my great grand mother died.22

That morning yet another part of me died. I think I may die if I lose one more shard of my glass heart.23

Like a child, all I can think is, 'I don't like when people die...'24

I sniff and go back to crawl into bed and greet my friend.25

She told me later that she didn't think she would ever see me cry. I silently told myself, I never thought she would see me cry.26

I act so tough but deep inside, I'm just a little girl. Yet I have big girl problems. I'm vulnerable and scared and weak. The dark is no longer the scariest thing for me at night, the scariest thing is now having to wake up- and face the light.27

Author notes

Hi, I'm Cassie. This is non-fiction. This did not happen that recently. It happened before the holidays but I do not remember how much before. It was not long ago. I never went to the funeral because that is what my mom was tlaking about when she wanted to see if I wanted to go somewhere. I didn't know what it was at the time, I never got another chance to change my mind adn go with them. I wish I had gone. But I know I would have died if I went. I have been to more funerals than a girl my age should have to go to. I've been through more pain than my heart should have to endure.  Like I said...
I don't like when people die...
And yet- I die a little bit every day.

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  • MissCassie
    January 15, 2006
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    Then don't.
    Cassandra

  • Just Listen
    January 15, 2006
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    I don't know how to comment.

  • MissCassie
    January 15, 2006
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    It happened a couple of months ago but I was all emo yesturday adn everything jsut got piled up on top and it was all jsut like I was in hell and aaaahhhhh!!!! I jsut kept bawling like al day. And Alayan didn't help. And yes it was Alayna who was there. Fuck her and her fucking bull fucking shit.
    Cassandra

  • ForeverAndAlways
    January 15, 2006
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    Cassie..why didn't you tell me? Mine just died to..and I told you right away cause I knew you'd understand. Um if you weren't ready that's all you have to say..it's ok. Was Alayna there?Stupid Alayna..I wish I could hug you now. I really need one right now..and you probably do to.
    Luv Heather