"Krystal" someone called out for me. I stirred from my sleep, but went back to sleep again. Someone started poking me and it annoys me to no end.
"What?" I tried to voice out the question but it end up being incoherent words. No one answered but my sleep was now gone.
After 5 minutes of being on the bed, I woke up and went to the bathroom stumbling a little bit. I am of white complexion and a slim face with emerald blue brown eyes. My mom always says that my eyes were unique.
"Krystal" whispered my little sister Cathleen from behind. I got scared and fell down on my ass and that really hurt. I was stunned for a few seconds and after recovering from that incident, I ran after my sister. After catching her, she was wriggling from my grip to escape. I just held her firmly and started to tickle her.
It was fun to play with her. Afterward I went downstairs to greet mom and have breakfast. My dad already left the house to work.
"Good morning, mom. What's for breakfast?" I asked.
Before she replied, I was surprised to see that she prepared bacon and a pie of strawberry. My favorite. She cooked these meals when it's my special day, meaning, my birthday.
But today was just one month before my birthday and technically there should be something special today. But I did not asked her, as I was already late for school. So I grabbed my backpack and set for school. The bus was late as usual so I decided to go by foot.
It was just 20 minutes from home. I ran half of the way to school or I would miss the first period. When I finally arrived at school, consider it my bad luck but I met with the principle at the door.
"Why are you late, Miss Krystal West?" he asked. Uh-oh, troubles ahead and I need to find an immediate excuse or else I'm dead.
"I..I..wa..was stuck in the traffic." I just lied and that was the worst lie ever. Like really, the traffic... where does that come from. My brain sometimes just do not cooperate with me. But the principle seem to be accepting the excuse so whatever. I ran toward my math class as it was still first period.
As I entered the class, everyone started staring at me like I'm a new student with their weird glares and snickers. I looked at them as if I was bored, as it's always like that.
"Miss Krystal, why are you late?" asked Mr. Grec.
"I was stuck in the traffic." I stammered.
"It's OK for this time Krystal, but I will not accept more excuses." warned Mr. Grec.
After an hour of math class, the break was finally here. I was going to my locker to keep my bag and stuff when heard someone calling me."Krystal...I...I... need to tell you that your sister had an accident at the canteen and was sent to the nursery," she said, while trying to catch her breath.
How..why..and so many questions flooded my mind. I was broken, my tears came up to my eyes and everything went blurry as the tears was blocking my view. I ran as fast as I can towards the nursery which happened to be on the second floor. As I arrived, I was out of breath and saw a little body laid on the bed, I cried.
I phoned mom and dad. They arrived in about 25 minutes. They were in a panic state. The doctor said that it just a minor injury on her head and some scratches.
After that incident, everything went back to normal as Cathleen or as she prefer being called Cath was recovering quickly.
As my birthday was approaching I was having those types of changes like willing to eat a lot and more than I eat usually and also my senses was very sensitive. I was able to hear and smell every details of every damn thing and sensed every emotions of people around me and that was really annoying the hell out of me.
I told mom several times about that, but she said that I was just in a phase of puberty. But I knew it was something else but just cannot identified it. The day of my birthday was approaching and I would be 18 in a few days.
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The Luna's Path
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