I followed her up stairs and noticed that she was turning right, the exact same direction where my room was. My mom opened the door and at once you could feel the intense heat of the room. The windows were shut; piles of magazines were on my knight stand table where I kept my favorite book Frozen by Robin Wasserman. My mother took a deep breath and instantly tumbled to the floor. She began to weep and bellowed out my name “Sarah.” Immediately I knelt to the ground trying to console her, I knew that it wouldn’t help though. “Mom, please don’t cry look at me I am right here look at me!” She instantly turned to my direction, when our eyes met I thought “yes, that’s it just try a bit harder!” As she pulled herself together, she wiped off all the tears away from her face. I sat on the floor, feeling defeated and frustrated. How come she isn’t trying hard enough to see me? But then I realized it was because I was dead; robbed of my future and most importantly my mother.
“I am tired of not being heard; I wish none of this even happened!” With that being said I noticed something change, my vision began to blur. It had gone from light to dark in seconds. The room I was just in a few minutes ago looked nothing like this. The windows were open and all the blinds were pulled. All my clothes that had previously been lying on the floor were now folded neatly into stacks. “Am I…dreaming?” I said “No that’s not ” but I was interrupted with the sound of two people arguing. “All you know how to do is complicate things you worthless piece of ” “Don’t you even go there with me young lady, I have tried to do everything for you but you still choose to throw that in my face!” “You know what mom I’m done here why don’t you wish me dead!” “Maybe I will!”
I began to tremble as I heard every single word that came out of that argument both of us didn’t deserve what we were doing to each other. But then I heard the sound of footsteps……she opened the door. She was holding both her hand on her face. Her shirt was covered in stains. I obviously knew what was going to happen next. She frantically began rummaging through the closet choosing clothes to fit into the black duffle bag. “Sarah, don’t do this you’re making a huge mistake, please!” I tried everything, removing items from the bag, throwing the bag to the ground even screaming. Was I really that stupid and narrow minded? There wasn’t enough time to think about this I have to stop this, I just have to.
It was now 10:45pm and I was waiting in the car. I clenched my eyes shut as I heard even more arguing. “Where do you think you’re going?” “As far away as I can get from you.” “Sarah Emilia Worthington, you come here!” “Or what mom, what can you possibly do, you’re so pathetic… I thought so” As she slammed the door I saw my mother chasing after me. It felt like I was watching a horror movie. “Sarah don’t leave me!” my mother was now screaming, all the neighbors had lined up in front of their loans. She grabbed onto my arm and I immediately threw it off “back off!” She entered the car and locked the door. As she backed out of the drive way not paying attention to any of her surroundings, I stared into the rear view mirror watching my mother chase the car like a mad women.
I could feel my heart racing even more as I waited for the right moment to make my move. 3, 2, 1…..I instantly threw myself at her taking the wheel and violently turning it the opposite direction. Everything went backwards; thousands of images flashed through my mind. I took a huge gasp of air. “Don’t you even go there with me young lady, I have tried to do everything for you but you still choose to throw that in my face!” I couldn’t believe it I did; it’s as if none of it even happened. “Sarah, Sarah...hello Sarah?!” I shook my face “wait what?” Tears began to come down my eyes. “Good that’s what you get for saying that to me, how could you?” I looked at her with astonishment, walked to her, swept my fingers lightly against her face and gave her a hug. “Mom, I am so sorry, I thought I’d never see you again.” “Sarah stop talking like that off course you will see me again, why are you acting like that.” I removed my arms that were so unwilling to let her go. All I could come up with was “I’m just really glad to see you, I love you.”