"NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Get out of there," Byron yelled at me as I went to open the door to the room.
I turned around with a shocked look on my face, "What are you doing here Byron?"
"NO! The question is what you are doing here? I specifically told you not to come to this house, but once again you did not listen to me."
"You do not command me. I do not listen to anyone else besides me. Now leave me alone." I yelled at him.
"I will not let you go in there." he said reaching for my arm.
"Why? what is in there that you do not want me or anyone else to see?"
He did not say a word, he kept staring at me with no expression on his face, and stayed silent.
He began to speak a moment later, and i was so frustrated that I ripped my arm out of his grasp and decided to just barge into the room. What I saw was…....
2 Days earlier
"Hannah what are you doing up there, come downstairs and eat your breakfast you are going to be late for school."
Today is the first day of my senior year. I am a year behind, not because I am stupid, but because a couple of years ago I got really sick and ended up in the hospital. It took the doctors forever to figure out what was wrong with me. They believe I am anemic, but it is a rare case.
Sometimes I have enough blood for a couple of months but then I go into a weird coma, and come out of it with a lot of blood loss. They do not understand what is happening to me, but have a good idea when it will happen.
Last week was when it was supposed to happen. So i went to the hospital for the nght and they hooked me up with some blood, and that normally stops the coma from coming on.
But anyways i was out of school for awhile, and when i say a while i mean half of the school year. So now today is my first day, and i can hardly wait for the last day of school to come.
"I will be down in a sec mom, im just brushing my hair." i said.
"You have been brushing your hair for 10 minutes".
I love my mom, her name is Celestie, she is not my real mother. I was adopted when i was ten years old, and found wondering the streets in New York City by my self.
I don't remeber a thing before that. The police found me under a bridge, and to this day i do not know why i was there.
Right now i am 18 years old, but tomorrow is my birthday and im so exicited. "Hannah, mommy has sent me up here to dragg you downstairs." joseph came in through the bathroom door as i was brushing my hair.
"O my god you two can be so annoying some times", as i tousled his hair and walked by him. " tell her im getting my jacket and ill be down."
"ok hannie, and you are annoying not me" Joseph stuck out his tongue and ran downstairs to where Celestie had breakfast on the table.
Joseph is Celestie's son and only child. His father is over in Iraq fighting in the war. He has been there for a couple of years. His father's name is Kyle, and he is a great guy. But there is something about him that i can not quite get, he is really nice but around me sometimes he gets a little odd.
I see him as my father also but i am not nearly as close to him as i am with Celestie. I ran downstairs and got a wiff of steaming hot chocolate, pancakes, and fresh bacon.
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