-Zaniyah's POV.-
I hated my Life in Chicago, all these awfull Memories flashing by. Thats when my Father, Brother and I decided to move to England. From what I know now, two Months later, is that it was one of the best desicions ever.
Zaniyah Amara Smith 18 Year old, blamed for the death of her Mother
My Grandma loved my Mother so much. No one would ever be capable to describe how much she loved her. I didnt kill my Mother or anything like that, she passed away the day that I was born. I have never really talked to my Grandmother, she hates me. Since I can remember she blames me for the death of my Mother.
I tried for years and years to try and make her understand that I did nothing wrong and that If I could, I would have died and let her live.
Everynight before bed my Father would tell me a story, but instad of reading me a Goodnight story, he would tell me about adventures and funny moments he and my Mother had. Every night I got to know her better.
Her Name was Amara Davea Hamillton Smith, 26 Years old when she died. My Grandmothers Name is Davea, my moms Middlename. And my Middlename is Amara, my Mothers Name.
It might not be a big deal for anyone, but it is for me. My Mother didnt get to Name me. My Parents didnt have any names planned, they didnt even know my gender. But whatever my Name was gonna be, my middle name would forsure be Amara.
And I guess im just glad my dad gave me a piece of my Mother, even if its not much
My Father, Alvaro, always reminds me of how proud he is of me and how proud my Mother would be. She was a free and Wild spirit that lived her life to the fullest. One specific story that my Father told me about, is one that I will forsure never forgett.
-Alvaro's pov.-
"Wow, this is absolutely beatifull" I say out of breath looking at the beautiful view "I used to come here after stressful days or when I had fights with my Mom" Amara says looking straight forward
We were standing on top of a hill looking at the beautifull view of the sunset as I look to my right to look at her "I dont know what I would do without you" I say looking at the most beautiful woman ive ever seen, her blonde hair flying through the wind and her bright smile, she's perfect. This Moment is Perfect.
She turns her head to look me in the with her Green eyes, "Me neither, but thats not something we have to worry about" she gives me a smile and starts to walk away. I only see her back, her Hair and white dress going through the Wind as I take out my camera and take a Picture.
She's the most beautiful woman ive ever seen, from the Inside and out. I genuinely dont know what I would do without her
I just know that she's it for me. I will never find anyone that comes close to her, no one will ever make me feel the way she does
She turns around and keeps walking backwards, "arent you coming" is all I hear as she turns back and just continues walking slowly and carefree as I catch up to her
still looking straight forwards I hear Amara say
"If I die, I will die Happy"
-Story over-
'If I die, I will die Happy' from the Moment my Father told me about this Moment they shared together i knew, I knew that I would have loved my mother so much
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Refresher
FanfictionZaniyah, her Brother and her Father move to a completly new place where she meets alot of new Friends who share her passion for basketball through her Brother.