Ciara

“I’m really going to miss you” Tina cried, hugging me ever so tightly. “Are you sure you don’t want me to take you to the airport?”

We were standing at the front of the house; Tina beside her car and my suitcase in hand.

Today was the day; the day I finally left all these behind and returned home for a fresh start.

Gasping for air, I replied. “It’s fine and I can’t breathe”

Tina suddenly let go off me. “Sorry”

Patting her hair, I wondered how I was ...