The unexpected

flashback

 Caroline

There are always moments in one person's life when he wishes nothing more from god and just expects him to fulfill his wish and take anything in return and I was no exception.

I was always present in a crowd but never actually there just wandering for company. Don't get me wrong, am not homeless sick beggar on the streets of California in fact am middle class person and daughter of, Rosalie and Edmund.

I was never able to make a single friend. It's not that I was ugly or peculiar just introvert and shy of the world. I was the one who stood still and watch others to move just a side person. My mother's religious so we used to visit(still do) church on every Sunday and every single time I wished to have a sibling who would play with me, enjoy with me and for whom I would mean more than just a human. My parents had 2 miscarriages and my brother Ivan was their last and successful try and the day he was born was my best day in 10 years of my life but as they always say time changes and you never know what you wish for would come back to b***h in your own ass...

I was no exception to the b***h time.

Everything was fine in the first year after Ivan’s birth, mom was excited and carefree, dad had a very good time in entertaining both of us and fulfilling our wishes, we were all a complete happy family. But then slowly but not so unnoticeable everything stated to change, mom grew distant from me. She started spending time with Ivan. Dad also was always acting roughly with me and when I used to demand something either he delayed it or scolded me for always demanding something. Ivan was also growing and he wasn’t very fond of me. Whenever I just tried to go near him he would either start to cry or turn his face away from me.

It was like all my world was shattering into pieces, two people of my life, my mom and dad, whom I considered as my only supports were slipping ad growing distant and my brother for whom I had begged god was nothing different from other mean humans. Slowly I was slipping into depression.

I still remember it was my 17th birthday on June 27, when I my parents gifted me a guitar I was begging them for and when I was unpacking it from the case Ivan thought it was something for him. He came to me and demanded me to handle that to him.

“But mom I haven’t even seen it yet please just let me open it first”

My mom said “Caroline you have all the time to spend with that guitar just show your little brother what you have got for your birthday.”

“Yeah Caroline, you shouldn’t act like a small child; show your present to your brother.” Dad said.

And just like that I handled it over to him and after 5 minutes I got it back with all the wires detached from guitar and I got so mad that I slapped him across his face and the next thing I knew was a busted lip caused by mom mom’s hit I took across my face. I was so shocked that I was speechless.

“Caroline he is your little brother you can’t act like that” mom said.

It was the last thing I heard from my parents and it was the day everything changed in my life unexpectedly.