The Chance to Love Again

Sitting in class that morning the air was stuffy, and humid. Everyone looked alike from the back and

the teacher was incessantly talking about a subject which no one cared about. Last night was bad,

like on a scale from one to ten it was a twelve. If my mom could see me now she wouldn’t be too

proud, but then again she’s not here so it doesn’t matter. Nothing matters anymore. Your probably

wondering what happened so let me get to that.

**** Two years ago...

‘Jane McClendon, please come down to the office immediately.’’ Called out over the intercom.

I stood up with every kid staring at me while I walked out the class, why was I being called to the

office? My mom probably found my dad drunk again and is in the hospital with him. My dad had

this “problem” my mom called it where he drunk when he was depressed, hit when he was mad,

and drank some more when life just didn’t agree with him.

“Oh, you poor child come, come, sit, sit." The principal said as I walked into the office." You just go

into my office and sit down ill get you a cup of water, my dear.”

I was more confused more than ever now, what the hell was happening, and why did she keep

calling me dear.

“Miss. McClendon please take a seat I have to tell you some crucial news.” She said in a gentle

manner. “Um, your mother and father have been in a fatal accident and they unfortunately didn’t

make it, their car sadly caught on fire before anyone could get out”

Did she just say that? It was like the world stopped as well as my breathing, I tried putting my head

between my legs but the blackness just engulfed me.

“Beep, beep, beep”

Uh what was that noise? Where was I? And why am I so sore?