Vacation With Them

"Windy, wake up." Brother said in a worried tone. "I miss you, my sister, I miss you so much. Wake up please, brother is here." he added.

My heart ached when I heard my brother's voice. I miss him too.

I hate him because he left me with my parents, but he's my older brother, I can't hold a grudge against my brother. He's the most important person in my life. I grew up with him being the only one who loved me, because our parents weren't there to give love to me, to us. So how could I hold a grudge against him for a long time? I can't do that. I mustn't do that.

I moved my finger because it was so difficult for me to move my whole body.

Am I in a coma? Why is it hard to move?

I heard my brother laugh. "Windy, wake up! You're not sick anymore, look." He took my hand and placed it on my forehead. Wait! What is this?!

I woke up. What happened? I'm not in a coma! I'm alive! Or maybe many years have passed and I just woke up from a coma? But it seems not.

Confused, I got up and quickly searched for the calendar. I can't be wrong!

I didn't even think of looking at my brother first.

While looking for the calendar, I kept thinking about what happened last night... I almost crashed and kill someone, but then I was the one who got hit on the guardrail and lost consciousness. But what happened? Is that a dream? or what's happening now is the dream.

Why the heck am I looking for the calendar when I have a phone. I turn back to my bed and immediately took my phone.

My jaw dropped and my eyes are grew wide. "2009?!" So shocked, I even said it out loud. I'm only six years old that year!

"Is there a problem, Windy?" William asked, confused.

I turned to see him and in horror He's the 10 years old William! He looked confused by the way I acted but I am more confused by what I'm seeing right now. If he's my 10 years old Brother then...  I looked at my reflection in the mirror. "I am six!"

I travel in time? How did it happen? Am I the only time traveler here? Or I have someone with me who is just going along with what is happening now. I will ask William later.

"Stop mumbling there, Windy, I'm gonna go downstairs to pack my things. Are you coming or not?" He said.

This William Sarmiento looked so Naive and innocent. He even said he missed me just because I was sick and resting yesterday, Did I?

"You just had a fever, Windy, you didn't get amnesia," my brother said.

This Brother of mine is so adorable. I tried to pinch myself and felt pain, which meant it wasn't a dream. I looked back at the mirror. Six years old Windy is actually in the reflection.

"Pack some of your things if you want to come," my brother said for the second time.

I turned to him again. "Where are we going, William?" I asked, irritated.

William was about to answer when the door suddenly opened and the young figure of my parents entered. The two of them entered together, looking happy and I could read the expressions on their faces mixed with concern.

My mom immediately came to me. She hugged me tightly after checking every corner of my body worriedly, while I was too lost in myself, or perhaps confused.

"My Windy, Darling, are you feeling better?" worry in mom's voice screams the opposite in real life. She doesn't really care about us. In the real Year.

I looked at the woman in front of me. "It's like you'll worry if I'm not, Mom."

I saw how mom was disappointed by what I said and so were dad and William.

Oh yes, I forgot! I'm time traveling right now, they don't know what I mean.

"Windy my daughter, Of course, I will worry," said mom calmly, she even stroked some strands of my hair as she spoke.

"Mom, I think something fell off of Windy's brain while she was sleeping, it was just before she woke up she was already in a panic." William teases me, it's not his thing too— He never teased me before or in the year I came from. He doesn't want me to be upset or angry, not even a once.

Dad stopped William from teasing me before speaking, "Are you feeling all right, Honey?" dad asked me again.

I want to say a lot more about what they will do to us in the future, and scold them for it but... From the looks of them, they have no idea what is going to happen.

I smiled and nodded. I need to put aside the truth I wanted to say about what we'll face one day in a while, because even if I go back in time I know the clock is still going clockwise--straight to tomorrow. We'll still end up being the messiest family.

But if I did go back in time, why don't I remember anything about this day? didn't it happen before? For peace sake, I should be quiet for a while, I know that there is a reason behind this situation.

Papa also smiled, "Alright, pack the things you're going to take with you. We'll take a vacation, as I said, when you get better." He said and kissed me on the forehead.

Mama smiled and started looking for things I wanted to bring. William went out and packed, and so did dad.

"We're going on vacation—with my happy family." I whispered to myself.

Why is the six-year-old me witnessing such a family? why not the 19 year old? if the year passes I will forget about it again.