The Graduation

Everyone always told me it was just a job.  That I shouldn’t worry about it.  That I shouldn’t take anything home with me.  But they didn’t know what it was really like at home. If I didn’t take work home, I would lose my mind. The house was too quiet, too lonely and too open not to take things home. I needed to be able to keep myself busy or I would quite literally crawl out of my own body. 

Everything started when I graduated from college. My parents were on the way to my graduation when they mysteriously disappeared. My entire life gone in a matter of minutes. I didn’t think too much when I lined up to graduate and they weren’t there, but I knew they would never miss the entire ceremony. My phone calls went straight to voicemail and my texts went unanswered. I immediately started calling hospitals and police, but no one had any reports of injuries or accidents and no one had been admitted to the hospital. As I spiraled out of control with worry, another idea came to mind. 

If they weren’t injured and weren’t in the hospital, could they have finally made their decision to disappear? But why would they disappear on the way to my graduation? I started to dig deeper into the route they would have driven to my graduation and the only thing I found was an unidentified object that only could have been come from the sky.