Too Busy

I'm so sorry but no, I'm not your mother sweetly. Where is my mom? Where is my dad ? what about Sophie? WHERE is my family! Silence follows, I'm sorry but we don't know yet, she got up slowly and walked away. I could do nothing but cry as my world came crashing down. Finally the sweet mercy of dreams and unconsciousness took me.

Waking again a nurse stood near my bedside, where is my mom I croaked, she quickly left without a word, several minutes later the lady who was here last time as well as a doctor walked in. Hey William how you feeling? I gave him a blank stare, inwardly I'm yelled what do you think you fucking idiot my whole family is dead, I finally had a life and now it'a gone. I'm very sorry son but John Lindol, Olivia Lindol, and Sophie Lindol all died in the fire . Something broke inside me, you could argue that it was my heart or my soul but something simply snapped. I merely sat laid there and nodded to what ever they said not processing any of it. Finally the women touched my arm bringing me back to reality, it will be okay I'll try and contact your grandparents. I felt a small glimpse of hope but could do nothing but wait for the news, a few hours later Mrs Smith walked in. She never introduced herself but she had a name tag on, I'm sorry but neither of your grandparents are in any capable form of taking care of you. One is currently in at a home after a terrible stroke and the other is too busy trying to pay bills and make meets end to add a child to there list. The rest sort of faded out... too busy... over and over too busy, too busy, I felt my eyes water what's going to happen to me then. Well your still young another family could adopt you, for now you'll go back to Mary's Home. I didn't even feel dread I felt nothing no rage, no sadness, as if my very body and soul simply didn't exist. Someone could have hit me or screamed at me I doubt I would have reacted or even noticed after all what was the point. I was alone, I had nobody, no love no support, I had no reason to live.