Family Members (from far off)

This summer, each my brother, sister and I each got to go to our unique places. I to writing camp, my brother to math camp, and my sister to Florida.
When my sister came back from Florida, she had a friend with her. This friend was small, green and clammy. It was a tiny little turtle. It was amazing that she had been able to sneak him through customs. She had kept him in a tiny little container with a damp rag. But, now that he was home - she gave him a large shallow tank.
The bottom was covered with small blue rocks, that he liked to burrow himself in, and a log that he liked to sit on top of.

One morning, the sun woke me up - glaring through my thin shades and into my eyes. The sun seemed to be abnormally bright - almost as if the morning wanted to wake me. I got up, untangling myself from my sheets and rubbing my eyes. I left my room, still in my pajamas, just wanting a bite to eat before a shower.
As I got to the kitchen, I grabbed a cup for tea. As I was filling it up, I noticed the little turtle - next to the sink. He was belly up - his little feet sticking up into the air. His light green underbelly exposed to the morning air. Setting down my tea cup, I dipped my fingers into the water and flipped over the tiny thing - gently.
After withdrawing my fingers from the water, I looked down upon him. I wondered absently how long he had been like that. He stuck his legs out of his shell, and stabilized himself. He then stuck his head out of his shell, and he looked directly at me. As if saying, Thank you. And, I said, "Welcome Home."