Chapter 9-I Don't Know...

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That message struck me a lot.I do not know why though,I mean I receive compliments almost everyday.How did this person get my number?Thoughts were running through my head.I feel so confused.I forced myself to get up from bed because I will prepare breakfast for my parents..Or should I say mom.

Thinking about my dad brought tears in my eyes.I haven't seen him in a while.He was my best friend.Yes,I am a daddy's girl.I just remembered how he would even dress like a princess so I wouldn't feel alone;I am the only girl.Our family is composed of 4 members only:my dad,my mother,my brother,and I.
My brother is studying in the University of North Carolina.I sometimes wish he was here so that somebody would protect me from other people.However,things just don’t go the way I want it to go.

I jumped slightly when I heard a knock on my door.
"Ms.Cashmere,the ingredients and materials are already prepared. Are you still gonna prepare the breakfast?"Mary asked from the other side of the door.
"Oh yes,thank you Mary.I'll be down in a minute."I answered her while wiping my tears away.I hurriedly ran downstairs.

I started mixing the pancake mix in a bowl.My mind was floating,causing me to drop the bowl.The noise caused Mary to run back to the kitchen and check on me.
"Are you okay ma'am?"She asked me worriedly.
"Oh yes,I'm fine.I wasn't concentrating.That's why." I faked a laugh.

She cleaned my mess and went back to her own business. I finished cooking the pancakes.I topped it with blueberries to make it look like an owl.My parents fancy owls.

I walked up the stairs quietly.When I was in front of their door.I heard murmurs.I slowly put my ear closer to their door.I decided to eavesdrop,even though I knew it was wrong...


What dou think were her parents talking about???Was it right to eavesdrop???
Sorry for the long wait.I still have school so yeah..It's almost our finals though..Don't forget to vote and comment...Lovelots..

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