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I walked across the graveyard, my eyes lingered from grave to grave. I caught my breath as my eyes landed on a familiar grave stone, tears threatened to spill. "Eathen" I whimpered as I stared down at my feet infront of the grave, "I showed up" I chuckled, "just like the 10 times" I sighed and crouched down. I placed the baby blue flowers beside the grave. I smiled at the peace silence, I breathed in the fresh Autumn air and gently pulled my cream cardigan around my small frame. It was the perfect morning, the clouds blanketed the orange sun, which still gave off a radar of warmth. Flashback My eight year old self sat at the coffee table, dora replayed on the tv but I was totally consumed in colouring. "Mia, tea time" My mother called from the kitchen, I grinned and followed the smell of hotdogs, peas and mash potatoes. my favourite. "I'm here, mama" I said and climbed onto the chair where my dinner awaited. I shoved the hotdog into my mouth, savouring the amazing flavour. "Mum" Eathan called as he entered the kitchen, "yes, eathen" My mum answered, "can I go to a party tonight?" he asked with a hopeful face, "ugh, fine" My mum groaned, running her hand through her ashy brown coloured hair. "thank you" Eathen smiled. HE started walking out the door, "Eathen, Eathen, can I come with you" I said while batting my lashes. "not today, little Mia" He sighed and grabbed his brown leather jacket. I pouted and dropped my shoulders, "hey hey hey" Eathen crouched down and lifted my chin with one finger, "tomorrow, I absolutely promise that I will take you to the carnival" I smiled, I grinned widely, "you promise?".....
ONE: Flashbacks
