The beginning
Kadence
I had just woken up to get ready for school when my mom called me down to the kitchen.
"KADENCE! CAN YOU COME DOWN STAIRS PLEASE"
"YEAH, I'LL BE DOWN IN A SECOND"
I brushed my hair and threw on some sweatpants then headed down stairs to see what it was that my mom needed.
"KAD- oh you're right here. Anyway, we need to talk..." she trailed off.
She usually doesn't trail off her sentences but when she does, I know something is wrong.
"Okay? What's wrong?"
"Sweetie....there's" she pauses "there's something I've been hiding from you. Before I start, I don't want you to freak out, it might be a lot to handle but I need you to stay calm."
"Alright, I promise"
"Okay, good." She pauses again. "Can we go somewhere more private to talk? I don't want you're little brother to hear this."
Okay, now I KNOW this is important, first she keeps pausing and trailing her sentences off, know she wants to go in private.
This can't be good.
