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Sorry it took so long.got stuck.Had things to do.
::::...,.,..:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::Even once school started,me and Deja continued writing  on the weekends.Her brother got used to us yelling from time to time, plus me coming early.We were so exited!We were on our 6th chapter.And they were thick!We named it SeperatedTogether
(A soon to be book)

(Meanwhile at Serine's house)

Mrs. And Mr. Dot sat in the breakfast nook.They were laughing, Mr.Dot telling jokes.They were getting older, but not weaker.Mrs.Dot was baking bread for when Serine got home.She had just put in the bread and was dusting off her hands when Mr.Dot suddenly collapsed on the floor.
Mrs.Dot acted fast.She grabbed the phone and dialed 9-1-1.

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(Back at Deja's house)
Bring!Bring!The phone went off. I was eating lunch with Deja and her mother.
"I'll get it!"Her mother said as she hurried to the hallway.A few seconds later I herd a gasp.She then yelled
"Serine, Its for you."
I stared at Deja.Who was calling?Why were they calling?
"Coming!"I yelled as I peeled my eyes away from Deja.I walked over to where her mom was and put my hand out.She put the phone in my hand.I brought it up to my ear.
"Hello?anyone there?"I asked.A trebling voice answered.
"Hi Serine.I hate to break it to you,  but there is no nice way to say this.Your father...has died.He was sent to the hospital strait after a heart attack,bit it just wasn't enough."
At this my eyes filled with tears as my mind fuzzed.I asked the first question on my mind.
"Is my mom all right?"
"Yes,"the doctor said"but heartbroken."
"Can you get here on the phone?"
"I'll ask."The other end went silent for a minute.Then I heard a sniffle.
"Hey Serine" a weary voice called.
"Hi mom,"I said, crying a little my self.
"So your ok right?"
"Physically yes,"She answered "Mentally no."
"When can you come get me to take me home?"I asked.
A silence followed.
"Hello?Mom?"
"I just asked the doctors and they said a van in on their way to pick you up and bring you here"She half whispered.
"Ok"I mouthed with small sound escaping as my lip trembled.
"Love you!"She called.
"Me too".I hung up.I walked back over to where Deja and her mother sat.Deja's mother looked at my tears and said not looking away,"Deja, why don't you help Serine pack up.?"
Together Deja a d I walked upstairs.I was crying, hiccuping and sniffling the whole way.Suddenly I dropped to the floor. and died .The end!

Jk
Anyway I had fallen to the floor.I couldn't get up.My head hurt, it felt like it was going to explode.I screamed. Then my mind went blank.All I could see was darkness.Then two colored tendrils filled the open space.One glowed gold the other glowed silver.They slowly became a scene.
My mother had just finished closing the oven and was taking off her gloves when father fell out of his chair.The image faded as Mom reached for the phone.
The pain swelled again.I let out another scream.Many scenes flashes through my head.Some sad, some happy and the last scene stayed for a minute and then faded with everything else.
I blinked.I was in Deja's room wuith her and her mom peering over me.
"Are you ok?!"Deja asked half screaming.
I would've answered but I had fainted. I woke up in the hospital,doctors rushed around.Through the crowd I saw a familiar person. I was in one of the beds but unlike some patients, I didn't have anything attached to me.So I jumped out of bed and ran over to were she stood.She turned as I yelled her name.I threw my arms around her.
"How are you feeling?"She asked smiling.
"I feel great!"I said energetically.She had a hint of sadness in her face.
"What's wrong?"I asked.

"Do you not remember?Your father is dead."Saying it was to much for her.She started crying and so did I. A doctor noticed our conversation.
"Would you like to see him?"He asked.
Mom stared at me.Her expression asked 'would you?'I thought as I cried,clenching mothers sleeve.I came to a decision and nodded.He beckoned for us to follow.We walked down to the lab, where they kept the bodies.In the center of the room a body covered by a tarp lay on a hospital bed.
"Feel free to step outside if neeoded"the doctor offered.He the pulled dorwn the tarp to where fathers face was the only thing visible.His face showed pain,shock and sadness,but it looked as if he took this freely.He new death would eventually take him,so he gave up when it tried.I knelt at his bedside.Tears began to pour from my eyes again.A warm hand rapped my shoulder. I looked up at mother,her blond hair greying.Winkles showered on her face.I hugged her as we cried together once more.
"Lets go"she said turning to the doctor who nodded and covered fathers face.That would be the last time I saw his wrinkled face, his soft emotion and his caring eyes.

It was stormy the first day of school.The principle allowed me a long as necessary to cope to things.I stayed home the first week.I was mostly alone because without dad,mom had to take a job.But I was fine with this.I could stay home and do what I wanted.Witch was usually drawling typically dark pictures and eating a fish or two when I was hungry. I happened to glance at my calendar.Despite my protest, mom had written funeral and circled it.It was this Sunday.Mom and I had agreed I would go to school the following week.I heard a knock on the door.I checked out the window and saw Deja waiting at the door.I saw a silver tray in her hands.I sighed.I didn't want cookies, to come over or even step outside for a second.But I didn't want to be rude so I walked down the stairs and opened the door.She was silent for a minute thinking about what and how to say.She then remembered the tray in her hands.She held it out and asked
"Cookies?"
"Sure,"I replied although I didn't mean it."Why don't you come in?"
"Thanks,"she said slightly nodding.We at at the table unwillingly eating cookies, or at least I was.Deja was grabbing cookies left right and center.
Once we finished the cookies, minus the ones for mom who would be home soon, Deja left.She offered for me to come over any time.I just nodded.

Sunday soon came.I was a stormy day.Jesse its been rainy lately.And no, it's not raining because of the funeral, it was just raining.I found mu black dress and pit it on.I then brushed my hair and put it back with a headband.I sighed.I grabbed my black umbrella and waited for mom to get ready to go.We then drove the car down to the cemetery.There was a surprising large amount of people.There were coworkers, family friends, his friends, my moms friends, even Deja was there.
As they talked, I people mad speeches about how great dad was, I cried.And I cried and cried.I couldn't believe he was dead,that I never would see him again.They placed his coffin in the wet ground and covered it up.I insisted on walking home and mom thought for a minute but agreed I need my self time.As if I already don't get enough.As I walked on the sidewalk.Lightning struck the ground nearby.Cracks appeared.Rapping around me.I was stuckThen lightning struck me.It hurt,like I was on fire , but then, a tingle of power filled me.I watched as the lighting created a field around me.Then it dispersed and zapped all the near by houses. The lights turned out but luckily that was it.No fire like expected, although I still heard sirens in the distance.I ran home.My mom knew it was me but didn't say anything.
I grabbed my phone shut the door to my room where I called Deja.