Mistic

It was a cold wet and rainy day just one week ago when I lost my best friend in a violent attack. Her name was Iesha and I'd known her like forever. My name is Venseha and today is our 21st birthday. the funny part is I new this day would come but never in all the time I've known did i think it would have been me who survived. I'm always the one in trouble or causing it. Iesha was always there to get me out of it somehow. We were opposites her and I like night and day. She had golden hair and brown eyes and I had brown hair with golden eyes. Ever since we were born we were attached at the hip. The night she lost her life, we were attacked by someone leaving me with a hug gash in my skull with no memories and she ...she ...sh never had a chance. tears form in my eyes every time i think back to that night wishing i could leave it in the dust and believe it was just another one of her nightmares. When I finally woke up a few days later, I was greeted by a nurse with a note from my parents and apologizing to me that they didn't stay and wait for me. I didn't even look at the note because i knew that they were gone and so was she. I knew they were never coming back no matter how much i hoped and prayed. While being in the hospital I learned how to take care of my would and keep myself in check incase i was to relapse and needed help. Thankfully everyone was very nice and didn't seem to care that i was now an orphan "or so to speak". i was 21 which meant i was a legal adult but it still hurt to think about not having anyone around to talk to or call my family. Iesha would have been strong and moved forward with her life not stuck in the past trapped by something that was out of her control. that was where we were different for the most part. she was strong and confident and i was shy and timid always following her move never taking the lead and that's the way i liked it. About another week had past and the hospital was finally ready to release me to fend for myself with no direction to start in. So i took a deep breath and walked outside only then remembering the note my parents had left for me and finally decided to read it.       To Venesha,            We are sorry we left without saying goodbye but it was the only way. Now that you are 21, you have to learn your destiny for yourself. All we can help you with is where to start. Once you are release you must change you name and everything then you need to go to your grandmothers birth place and there you will able to learn more. We love you.                                                           Mom and Dad. I stare at the note wondering what they meant by my grandmother's birth place i didn't even know her let alone where she was from. I stood there for a good while before heading back into the hospital and asking the main nurse if she could pull up my records and see who was listed as my family. with luck she said the only person listed was my grandmother and where her address was. Stepping back outside I knew what i had to do but getting started i had to figure out for myself.