After we came home from the hospital I sat in my bed, being sad. I didn’t want to leave my family OR Savana. I wished we could all just stay here. Maybe, maybe I can get out of it. But then I would have to leave Savana.
Savana came out of nowhere and came to sit on my bottom bunk.
“Hi Joy! Why are you screaming? I’m leaving tomorrow, did you know? I’ll miss you so much.”
“Hi Savana. I’m screaming because I’m frustrated.”
“Why are you frustrated?”
“Because my parents decided to send me to boarding school with you, and I don’t want to leave them.”
“That’s great!–for me. What about your sisters? Aren’t they coming with you? You will be able to see them too.”
“My parents decided on only me-because I am ‘hard to take care of.'” I burst out crying.
“I think you should take this too.”
“I can’t! It’s yours!”
“I am giving it to you. When things happen, and you know they will, you can be reminded that I’m still here for you.”