#WritcoStoryPrompt19
'A distant, habitable planet, a crew of six; three women and three men, a perilous journey.'
I read the news with a sinking heart. They were going ahead with the mission even though it was rife with danger. My parents left me with my aunt and got ready to go to space. I wish they would stop living for mankind and start living for me. My aunt hugged my shoulders but it only contributed to the weight I was carrying. I closed my eyes and prayed for their safe return.

I don't know when I fell asleep but when I opened my eyes, dawn had already reached my bedroom wall. Today was the day I had to see them off. My aunt and I reached the launch pad just as my parents and their colleagues were about to board the ship. "Come back safe!" my voice echoed above the noise of the crowd. My parents smiled and got on the ship. I found my aunt crying as she looked at me. That's when it hits me. They aren't coming back...

I cried for days but I had no will to live. I got a call from my spiritual pillar, my grandpa, and he said,"You're a bright kid. You'll figure some shit out." Then I decided, I am going to become...a spaceman.
© BronzeKing