"I am sure you have many questions you want to ask me and Leon. With what just happened with you."
Then I remember the things that happened in my abduction. The questions I wanted to ask resurfaced in my mind.
"Tell me, has your mother told you anything about where she came from?" Grandpa asked me.
I tried to remember my youth, when me and mom were living together as common folks. We were mere peasants but we were happy back then.
I reminisce a time when I was five years old. My mother and I were outside our small home at night. We were watching the twinkling stars in the dark sky.
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"The stars are beautiful mommy." My five-year old self said.
"Yes they are." Mother replied.
"But your are the most beautiful mommy. You look like a princess." I smiled at her. My mother giggled.
"Thank you baby girl." Then mother smiled sadly.
"Why are you sad mommy?" I asked looking at her worriedly.
"There was a time that I was called princess." Mother said while looking at the stars.