I just turned ten, yet my day seems to be incomplete and blue, and now I had just received a gift from my mom that is no longer here for a very long time, I'm supposedly to receive it once I turn ten. It's a box, a box that is wrapped of brown paper, outside it says "For my daughter Fleur, happy birthday my darling." I can't help but to cry, I don't remember that much from the time that she passed away, or that I just had chosen to forget all about it behind.
I opened the gift and it was a lilac journal, I carefully looked at it and embraced it as if it was my mother. I wept all day long, the God and Goddeses of the skies seems to hear of my aching heart and the clouds started to tear up too.
"Fleur?" I looked at my left, where my babushka stood, I ran to him as he prepared to pick me up. He wiped the tears that flee down my soft cheeks, "Why are you crying?" He asked. "Does mama hate me that she had to come to God and leave me?" I asked with a heavy heart, no matter how much I would like to remember, I couldn't.
"Don't say that, it's just that.. mama was called by God to become an angel. But worry no more my dear, lolo Daz and lola Lancy are here for you. Always remember that." He kissed my forehead and embraced me tighter, I could not help but to feel safe on his arms. The rain stopped, I looked at the blooming roses that had just been panted three years ago, I always loved them as it reminded me of my mother.
"Come on, let's buy you ice cream." I was delighted by the news and tried to smile, holding my grandfather's hand on the way to the ice cream shop.
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