CuteDancingBailey
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Hello, my name is Mackenzie Faith Bartlet. I am 14 years old. My mother is on the verge of dying, my siblings are crying non-stop and my dad well I don't know what's up with him.
Chapter one!
I lay there, eyes widened in fury,sadness, yet full of love for my mom. In my room all alone on Saturday morning. This was not normal. My mom had usually come in doing her usual cleaning routine. This did not bug me when she did, yet it did wake me up. Where was she? I lie there asking myself the same question over and over again. Why was Jake, my nine year old brother had been playing with his toys in the hall in front of my room. It was quiet. I wondered why. It scared me so I got out of bed. I stood up,yawned, and slipped on my house shoes and robe.I checked my hair in my mirror that hung on my wall over my desk that I would usually do my make up in front of. I walked out of my room and saw Jake crying. Jake never cries. Something was wrong. I went over and sat down next to him in the floor. I know I am usually mean to him, but hey he's my brother. "Jake what's wrong?" I had asked him. As soon as he had his tears held back he told me exactly what was wrong, "Sissy, momma,momma,momma, well, momma kind of.." he could not keep his tears back to finish his sentance and burst out crying again. I scooped him up in my arms and carriyed him down stairs with me. I walked into the kitchen and there I saw dad. Him,not crying, yet rushing trying to make food for someone. "Dad what's wrong? Where are Maddie,Lexi, and Matthew?" I asked him while trying to calm Jake down. "Mackenzie try to keep them calm and play with them. Your mother is not feeling well and is in bed. The doctor is coming over to see what is wrong." my father told me while rushing. I was speechless,my mother, sick, and lying in bed all day. Not once had this happened. "Alright dad I will." I had told him assuringly. "Jake do you know where they are anyways?" I asked him. He pointed to the play room to show me where they were. I ran to the play room holding Jake. I walked in the door way. There lay little two year old Maddie lyig in the play pin next to the window. I put Jake down on the couch and put a blanket over Maddie. Little six year old Lexi was on the floor lying down crying with her blanket that mom had made her. Small small six month old Matthew was lying in the play pin next to Maddie asleep. I picked up Lexi and talked to her. "Lexi what's wrong?" I asked her. She clutched me tight and said "Mommy is dying. Sissy, who will take me to dance practice? Or cheerleading practice? And most of all gymnastics and softball?" I looked down at her small beautiful face that resimbles my mother to see she was holding back her tears and counting on me. "Lexi I don't know." I told her. We turned on the TV and watched The Little Mermaid and Lexi fell asleep while I was holding her. Jake fell asleep on the couch. And since both of the very small ones were asleep I moved them all to the nurserywhere they all had their own bed. They slept and I watched. After a while I got up to see my mom. I walked upstairs to her room and heard nothing. I looked at her and she was not able to speak. Why was she not able to you ask? She had died already. What was I to tell my younger siblings? And what about my twin sister Kehona? Or our older brother Josh? I was scared, and had no idea what to do. So I burst out into tears.
Chapter one!
I lay there, eyes widened in fury,sadness, yet full of love for my mom. In my room all alone on Saturday morning. This was not normal. My mom had usually come in doing her usual cleaning routine. This did not bug me when she did, yet it did wake me up. Where was she? I lie there asking myself the same question over and over again. Why was Jake, my nine year old brother had been playing with his toys in the hall in front of my room. It was quiet. I wondered why. It scared me so I got out of bed. I stood up,yawned, and slipped on my house shoes and robe.I checked my hair in my mirror that hung on my wall over my desk that I would usually do my make up in front of. I walked out of my room and saw Jake crying. Jake never cries. Something was wrong. I went over and sat down next to him in the floor. I know I am usually mean to him, but hey he's my brother. "Jake what's wrong?" I had asked him. As soon as he had his tears held back he told me exactly what was wrong, "Sissy, momma,momma,momma, well, momma kind of.." he could not keep his tears back to finish his sentance and burst out crying again. I scooped him up in my arms and carriyed him down stairs with me. I walked into the kitchen and there I saw dad. Him,not crying, yet rushing trying to make food for someone. "Dad what's wrong? Where are Maddie,Lexi, and Matthew?" I asked him while trying to calm Jake down. "Mackenzie try to keep them calm and play with them. Your mother is not feeling well and is in bed. The doctor is coming over to see what is wrong." my father told me while rushing. I was speechless,my mother, sick, and lying in bed all day. Not once had this happened. "Alright dad I will." I had told him assuringly. "Jake do you know where they are anyways?" I asked him. He pointed to the play room to show me where they were. I ran to the play room holding Jake. I walked in the door way. There lay little two year old Maddie lyig in the play pin next to the window. I put Jake down on the couch and put a blanket over Maddie. Little six year old Lexi was on the floor lying down crying with her blanket that mom had made her. Small small six month old Matthew was lying in the play pin next to Maddie asleep. I picked up Lexi and talked to her. "Lexi what's wrong?" I asked her. She clutched me tight and said "Mommy is dying. Sissy, who will take me to dance practice? Or cheerleading practice? And most of all gymnastics and softball?" I looked down at her small beautiful face that resimbles my mother to see she was holding back her tears and counting on me. "Lexi I don't know." I told her. We turned on the TV and watched The Little Mermaid and Lexi fell asleep while I was holding her. Jake fell asleep on the couch. And since both of the very small ones were asleep I moved them all to the nurserywhere they all had their own bed. They slept and I watched. After a while I got up to see my mom. I walked upstairs to her room and heard nothing. I looked at her and she was not able to speak. Why was she not able to you ask? She had died already. What was I to tell my younger siblings? And what about my twin sister Kehona? Or our older brother Josh? I was scared, and had no idea what to do. So I burst out into tears.
