Shadow

                                    

                                          
Lana got out of the coal black car and walked down the short sidewalk to the house. It was a big house, two stories.
The family was told that she would be coming back. Back from where? She wondered? She wondered what she would, or could tell them.
They thought that she was Jessica, a different person. She was Lana, not Jessica. She didn't know how she would react or even how they would react. Lana walked up the steps. She looked back and noticed that the black car was gone.
She started thinking about what had happed at that place. That weird place that she didn't know much about-she thought it was an institution-but it didn't seem like one.
She remembered them showing her videos of the killing at the gas station-it was blurry and you could hardly make out who it was-who Lana was.
She denied that she was the one who killed her.
When Kristy ran away that night, she went to the bathroom and dropped into the bathtub.
She turned on the shower and let all the blood flow into the drain-she wanted to wipe away all those memories.
There wasn't any proof-they couldn't find any. She was happy about that... but she was sure that they were probably going over evidence again-and again. She held onto the hope that they wouldn't find anything, she didn't want to go to prison.
She walked slowly up to the front door and lifted her hand to knock on the door. This was her chance-her chance to start again. To be a new person, have a new life. Finally have a family. Finally get to experience what Kristy experienced growing up. Then, the door opened. A woman opened the door. The woman started to cry.
"I knew you were coming, but it's still such a surprise. I've missed you Jessica. We've all missed you," the woman hugged Lana. Lana hugged her back.
"Hey... mom, I've missed you too," Lana said. Lana let go of the woman. She stepped back and looked at her new mom. The woman stepped back and let Lana inside. Lana immediately looked around the house. The house was beautiful on the inside. It looked lived in, as well. Lana noticed toys on the floor, a few cars, and some robots. So she obviously had a little brother.
"How's my little brother?" Lana asked.
"He's doing fine. Everyone's fine. We've just been missing you... so much."
"I understand that-I've missed all of you too."
"What happened to you? You talk different than you used to. Baby, what happened to you?"
"I've-I've been through a lot actually. I'm so sorry I ran away like that."
"Oh-no problem, you don't have to get into anything like that yet. Just say hey to everyone. Kayla is up in her room. Thomas is somewhere. I actually have no idea where he is. Your dad is probably in the garage working on something, like usual huh?" she laughed. Lana looked down at her mother's necklace, it said Tina. So that must have been her mother's name. Tina.
"Yeah, he loves to fix things doesn't he?" Lana smiled.
"Yes, he sure does. That's what he's always doing," Tina laughed and turned around, heading for the front door, "Come on in. I'm sure you're missing your room."
"My room. My room," Lana smiled and walked into the house with Tina, her mother.
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Kristy looked up into the sky she smiled at the sunlight streaming from the broken clouds. She hoped that this would last, the sun.
Kristy wished and hoped that the sun's rays would heal her bad memories away. She loved the beach, always had. Florida was a place Kristy had always wanted to live, permanently.