Bab 1: CHAPTER ONE DAY DREAM

yesterday . After the memory replay I cried, I cried so much and for the first time in 3 weeks I mourned my parents I let it all out I scream and asked why .Why did it have to be me . I didn't know how long I cried but after that I washed up and wore a plain baggy trousers and a top and went straight to the kitchen to help my grandma with lunch when I got to to the kitchen she just said "Go to the dinning room don't worry I will serve the food" and I replied "Okay".I got to the dinning room and sat on the chair until she served the food she was seated and a few minutes we ate in silence .The food was quite delicious she cooked spaghetti and pasta. I waited until she was done eating and tried to start a conversation with her I said " today is quite lovely isn't it grandma "she just nods . Then I continued " I know you miss mom but you know she's not going to come back right? Its better and easy to move on , crying isn't going to help or solve it they are gone " my eyes were beginning to water and i said "After this lunch am going to pack mom and dad's things in boxes and keep them in the attic if you want to help you can join me " She stood up and shouted"your not going to touch or carry my daughter's stuff away!!!"wow so this is how its going to be I replied "you know she's not the only one whose gone dad is gone too. Grandma please understand am also grieving but things needs to. Be done..." She came close to me we stood face to face and she slapped me and she came closer to my face and said"Listen Isabel or whatever you call yourself ,I said you won't touch her belongings and that's final"I nodded and went into my room and shut the door so hard and cried .The grandma I knew won't lay a finger on me, she was so friendly and warm .I went to the attic after crying and I checked the time 2:30 pm I went there so I could clear and make some space for dad's things since touching my mom's stuff is a NO. I got there it was so dust and I started packing , cleaning and mopping. I found a mirror which appeared broken and I stared at my reflection I looked broke if possible I looked traumatised my appearance was pretty bad .My hair looked so unkept ,my eyes swollen because of crying . Am always neat but after my parents death everything changed , my blonde hair was a mess I found a brush beside the mirror and brushed my hair my appearance improved. I am average in height ,in school I really had no friends I was a lone wolf minding my own business and stuff . I recently got noticed when I turned 17 . My facial features just glowed .I have big eye , a small nose and a petit pink lips. Every time I walked by. Some students compliment me saying "l look pretty " I said "thank you most times" . when the most sassy and popular girls asked if I wanted to join their cling I rejected their offer and it didn't take up to a week they showed their true colours they did horrible things like tearing and pouring drinks on my books and throwing food at me during lunch. But I don't care , I stared at my reflection once more and admired my big brown eyes and it reminded me that my dad always said I looked like my mom. Lost in thought something shiny caught my eye behind the storage board I picked it up it looked like a crystal bal I grabbed a napkin and stared at it it looked so cute . l found a sofa which was so comfortable and I sat there admiring the ball and before I knew what was happening I was lost in my mind as if the ball had a mind of its own I was sure I was awake the ball glowed in my hands and taking me to another world an unknown world.