Trinitee: A Short Story

Trinitee let out a small sigh as her brother started to wail in the seat next to her. They were flying to America from Hawaii, her brother was young, so he was both scared and sick. "Calm down Thundah." Her accent, or pigeon talk, was very evident. Most Hawaiians spoke pigeon now since so many tourists from other states came on vacation. Their economy thrived off of tourism. They had little markets with all sorts of cool knickknacks and trinkets.

She gently rubbed his back, just trying to comfort him. She got an emergency throw up bag just in case, she could tell when he felt sick. She practically raised him on her own, except for with the help of her father, Moose, and no thanks to her evil stepmother. In the beginning, Sammy has been sweet,

She gave her back massages, foot massages, brought her snacks, and just tried to keep her happy in general. She wanted to make sure that Sammy never got upset, so she didn 't do anything stupid that could hurt her little brother who was still inside of her stepmother at the time.

When Thunder was born, Trinitee helped Sammy take care of him, and whenever Sammy left to have fun or go get something from the store, she was stuck with her little brother. Not that she didn 't mind, she loved taking care of him. She was great with kids. She always made sure he was safe, and that he never got hurt or bored. They were practically inseparable.

The plane eventually landed on the Southern Coast of California. Everyone rushed off of the plane, eager to stretch their legs and walk on solid ground after being stuck in a flying metal coffin for the past several hours. They had about three more hours until their next flight, which would take them to Ohio. Trinitee held her brother close to her chest as they walked towards the security line, just comforting him since he still felt a little bit

On the second plane ride she got stuck next to her father, who was a very big man, so she felt cramped. She also got plane sick this time, all of the food she ate in the airport coming back up until there was nothing left in her stomach. She eventually fell asleep, just hoping that the ride would end soon.

When Moose, Sammy, Thunder, and Trinitee arrived in Mansfield they could not have been more happy. All of the flying was finally done, and now they could finally relax. They walked inside, instantly being greeted by the rest of their family that lived there. There was Trinitee 's cousins, J.D. and Katelyn, her auntie Katelyn and her uncle Shaun, who was Katelyn 's husband. Then there were her other uncles, Clyde and George, who were her dad 's brothers. Her grandma Sandy and her little Chihuahua from Hell, Smokey.

After living in that old house for about a year, and spending so many sleepless nights killing all of the bed bugs so she could actually sleep without getting bitten as much; they all finally moved out of that house. The new house that they moved into looked so much better. The house didn 't look like it was about to cave in on itself, and it had three stories. A basement, the first floor, and an attic. Moose said that Trinitee could have the entire attic to herself. She was so excited, she finally had a room all to