Upside-down.
Last night I woke up at 4:25 to find my life had been turned upside-down. To give you a bit of background, I (Female) Moved into my first apartment with my best friend All (also Female). We met up in the gaeltach (a place like school for 2-3 weeks of summer where you can live with other people and do alot of activities while learning irish).
We have been best friends since then ( 8 years ago!)
When we met, she introduced me to her little sister, Carla.
Carla was a sweetheart. Carla liked playing with hot wheels and sylvanians. All never got on with Carla. She hated having her social life stripped from her at a young age as she had to mind Carla.
So I stood up. Every Saturday I’d take Carla and Bex (their dog.) On a walk down around their estate. Then I’d lock her dog back into the house so I could walk her down to the cinema and to get Mc Donald’s.
Carla loved Mc Donald’s.
I basically raised Carla since her mother passed. She was only 6 at the time. Her mother was a single mother and her sister was only still 16 so I stood up. I was 15 but managed to get her out of foster care ( she had panic attacks around any strangers.) The only time she was calm was the Saturdays I would take her out on.
Carla, All and Bex all stayed at my house. Bex and my dog Ham got on great. Until they had pups. A golden retriever and boxer mix. Unfortunately, most if the pups were still born. The two that survived were Charlie and Buddy.
But I’m getting off topic. I decided it would be better for all of us if Carla came to my apartment. She was 12 and moody and my parents are not getting any younger so I decided to step up.
Last night, or this morning, I was abruptly woken to banging on my front door. It must have woken Carla up aswell.
I scampered to the front door to find police already inside the apartment and my door now on the floor.
I wiped my hand over my eyes as it was so so blurry but then I was tackled to the ground. I don’t remember much after that except crying.
I was at a loss for words. I simply can’t believe All killed Carla. I am even more fearful at the fact that she was still on the run.
I say was as the way the recoding states, Carla was face timing her best friend when she was asked what was behind her. A face through the window glanced back at her.
Then she broke through the window and stabbed her. Her friend was in Switzerland and couldn’t do much so called 999.
I say was as I can now, ever so vividly, see her through the window. The same cold stare the doctors and police gave me as they asked where I stored my medicine.
I do not understand why the want to see my medication, I did not do it. Until I did.
It all came crashing down when I realised, my bedroom does not connect to the front door, Carla’s does.
It wasn’t All the police were looking for, it was me.
It isn’t All outside the window, It’s Carla…