Chapter 1
Early morning in our Summer Break father decided for us to live at the Carolina. Because of my sudden Depression and quietness, I rarely even eat my breakfast just tea and a piece of bread and when I'm done I'm back to my old doings. So thats why He wanted to make my Vacation I don't know alive I guess ? Whenever Father thinks I'm out of the world or something actually I'm only reflecting myself on a life of a bottle on an Ocean, how hard to thrown and splash all around where theres nothing island to be rested upon. I don't need to go to another country I just want to be alone for a while not making my self lonely from this world.
And Im sure you guys think that my life is like a movie. New home, new town , new people , new guy , conflict and in the end happy ending but not much likely. Life isn't all about the movies we always watched you may think that I might end up falling for someone but No, I devoted my self reading and taking pictures. I also hate leaving home because this is where my Mom been buried after her funeral, you heard me right she's dead. My mom died because of a tumor thats been growing in her head and she only died 3 years ago, after that Dad always been at home checking if I'm alright. He even skip some of his jobs for to us to have Father-daughter relation type thingy, call my Father sweet but I'm no longer a child for him to be watched always.
Theres also this guy name Peter Walter who has this things being maniac when it comes to arts, he usually sit all day long just sketching stuff whatever he sees outside his window. Peter has this opposite attitude of me.
1. Socialize Person , me anti-social ( I have this feelings in guts where They call it Sociaphobia
2. His a talkative guy ; he never lost the urge to tell stories while on the other hand " dont talk to me."
3. His Pervert , Am not... (Awkward)
4. His into Fantasy but me more on Devils and Gods
But this doesn't make me religious and I'm not a Pagan, and I don't know the reason why I'm into those kinda things. My life is just not peachy you know, I'm not perfect so do you. Yeah, and I'm a frank whiles his not. I hate franking people but sometimes its for the best for them to know if they're doing right or wrong, I don't even care if they'll learn to hate me. Because this is my Life and they have their own. Suddenly my Phone started to ring, it was Peter calling. I answered the phone soon Peter came up yelling at me.
"Seriously, Mary your leaving ?!"
"Will please turn your voice down a little, my poor ears is sick of your shoutings whenever you call." I hissed
"Well sorry, I just cant help it. And back to the topic ?"
"Yes, I'm leaving."
"When ?"
"In about 2 weeks I guess. Also I have this feeling your planning something huh."
"You've guess it right sis."
"Well then if thats the case, don't throw a party. I hate party."
"I know thats why I was just... Ahahahaha."
"Whats so funny ?"
"Ohh nothing just meet me at the local park at 5:30 pm and make sure to tell your Dad ok ?"
"Copy that."
"Bye."
Were close aren't we, we maybe family friends but for us were brothers and sisters. They say that "Blood is thicker than water." But who cares. I went to my bathroom to wash my face, then my phone rang again this time it was my Father calling. I picked up my phone and answered it,
"Yes Father ?"
"Hon I'll be late for a while, our companies supplies are running low so I need to take charge of it."
