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Sitting in my room is all I do everyday every minute of the day that I don’t spend at school. I usually spend time with my sister and do our homework together. She’s a senior so she helps me through all the hard school homework. Everyone says that Peyton and I are so similar but we have two different personalities, she’s the smart fashioned one, and i’m the laid back chill one. But we do look a lot alike, she has brown hair and I have blonde hair but our faces are identical. Our different personalities don’t always mix so good we fight sometimes, but now it seems like we fight everyday about anything. The distance forming between us is actually really depressing. We never talk anymore I have no clue what’s going on in her life she doesn’t even …show more content…

I look outside it’s cloudy and windy, I was going to go for a run but I changed my mind so I grabbed a snack, sat down and turned on a movie. “Peyton!”, Mom yells. No one answers. “Has anyone seen Peyton?”, She asks. I stay quite I don’t want to get involved in another fight. Now that i’m thinking about it where is Peyton? She didn’t come home last night, I hope she’s okay. I can see in Moms eyes she isn’t happy with her. Peyton finally came home, Mom was sitting on the couch with me waiting until she walked in. It felt like it took Peyton hours to just get out of her car and make her way to the house. Peyton got to the door and slowly opened feeling the tension push on her chest with every inch the door opened. She walked in and dodged into the next room avoiding Mom. Mom slowly gets up and makes her way slowly around the corner into the room Peyton is in. “What?” Peyton asks. Then it begins. Mom explodes, “Don’t you dare just say what! Where have you been? What were you …show more content…

Mom shoves all of Peyton’s clothes in trash bags, stretching the bag to its full shape. Taking one bag at a time down the stairs and throwing it out of the house. Mom looks at Peyton with extreme disappointment every time she passes her walking out of the house. “Now get out.” Mom says throwing the last bag out of the door. “I’m sorry I will change, please.” Peyton beggs with tears running down her face. “It’s too late, you should have thought about changing the last time you didn’t follow the rules and I threatened to kick you out” Mom says avoiding eye contact with Peyton. “Where can I go?” Peyton asks desperately. “Your 18 for God’s sake, I don’t know ask your grandmother.” Mom insists. Peyton doesn’t answer she just slowly walks to the door, every step she takes a teardrop falls. Getting to the door she looks back at me, with her hand on the doorknob, she word’s with her mouth “I love you”. That catches me by surprise and tears fall faster from my eyes. I just look away I can’t look at her anymore, remember all of the memories we had together. She turns back to the door opens it and slides her body through the opening, she will be missed. The door closes, everything is silent

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