The sun rose slowly and strongly over the horizon. I had been sitting and waiting for it to appear. The long day ahead stretched in front of me. I knew that this would change my life. After all, it was my wedding day. I was finally going to be with the man I love and I would finally let him know our dreams came true; I'm pregnant. I looked at my door to see a wedding dress I was deeply in-love with; my wedding dress. The bust was filled with sequence and the bottom filled with two layers: one of silk and one of lace.
I got out of bed and began getting dressed as I waited for my psychotic mother to tell me I was doing it all wrong. Hours flew by quickly and before I knew it, I was taking my stance behind two large brown doors. My nervousness had already taken over me but I knew the love I have for this can defeat my nervousness any day.
"Are you ready?" my dad asked but I only could've nodded. The doors of my new life opened and I began walking down the aisle. I looked up at my soon-to-be-husband and our eyes met. Every reason as to why I was walking down this aisle flashed in my mind. I looked to my right where my sister sat. We knew she was sick and shouldn't be out of the mental institution that we placed her in but, I wanted her to be here for me, with me, today.
I turned to face my soon-to-be-husband with my happiness overloading. If i knew that for one second, at any time of the day my happiness could burn to worthless ashes; I would've been careful to not play around fire. The sound of a gun firing knocked out my happiness with ease and filled my body with worry and fear.
I stared at the lifeless body of my now ex-fiance; I was frozen. I took a hundred and eighty degrees turn and stared at my sister. Her hands trembling with the gun between them and her eyes glistened with tears. My body was cold as if I was the one that was shot. So, I did the best thing I could've thought about at the time; I ran. I ran back down the aisle, caught a ride and disappeared. I disappeared from the city my happiness no longer exist.