I was so tired, my bones pulled me to my bed and off my mind went to sleep. When I got up I noticed the house was quiet and certain objects were missing. My father had disappeared without a single word.

Is it strange to say I felt relieved?

Who is she

“Oooooh my turn!”, Vanessa shouted, “Jhonathan, you were born 1997 may 14th in Brooklyn. Your favorite color is green and you’ve had a crush on Emma Bosworth since elementary”
The room burst into laughter. I gripped my tea tightly in my hands, the cup burning my fingertips. It was my turn to be figured at.
Adam cleared his throat and everyone silenced and turned to face me.
“Luna Willowbrook. Born in 1998.. One of the biggest teases at —– high” everyone chuckled and nodded, “and.. Hmm.. Anyone else wanna take a shot?”
Everyone shifted around the room uncomfortably. Realization swept through all their faces one by one, that the girl who they spent almost every second with for the past year remained a mystery.
I laughed,”I won losers”, everyone joined in my laughter.

My past was not one I wished to revisit.