DON'T CRIPPLE MY WINGS

Chapter one

SURPRISE PARTY

     Aliya Grey pov.
I was having a sweet dreams not until the alarm clock woke me up, kill joy! I muttered and squint my eyes, common who did this? The table lamp was directly positioned on my face and it causes my eyes to hurt.
I stood up from my bed and took a calm strides to turn off the table lamp, when I got there the light automatically turn off..

Hun! Is this a kinda of sensor?
Or is it that daddy had modified the table lamp.
"No way" it's still the same, I said and Carry the table lamp, I turn on the switch but it wasn't working.
Why isn't it working? I asked rhytorically.
Something must have gone wrong, I dropped the lamp and head straight to the bathroom to wash my sleepy face, suddenly the light went off.

What's wrong with the electricity, I walked quietly out of the bathroom and found out the light isn't working, I ambulated downstairs to look for my parents and brother.

I was confused because I couldn't see properly as the whole light went off I lean close to the door when I saw the shadow of someone just passed by...

My coronary heart  changed into palpitating, "who is that" ? I said In a shaky voice...I became dead scared..
"Mum", "dad" I called out my parents...

Arrrgh...! I heard the squash and I began running, the shadow was following me with a knife, I ran as fast as I could from the dinning room to the passage way from the passage way to the kitchen and finally I found my self in the sitting room, I got to the door and it was locked I knew this is down on me I squat down and say my prayers.

Dear lord, please save me,accept me in your paradise because I will soon be there anytime soon I said and closed my eyes and bury my head between my thighs.

Happy birthday to you!
Happy birthday to you!
Happy birthday, happy birthday, happy birthday to you.

Did I just heard them singing to me?
Somebody wake me, I hope I am not dreaming,  I felt a hand touch me and raised my chin, it was my dad,I looked up at him still frightened; I am sorry my angel we scare you my dad said...he picked me up and carried me  i began crying like a baby in his arms, of course I am the youngest, I am his only baby.

Happy 8th year old birthday sweetheart, my mum said hugging me from behind

Common are you crying baby, my dad said as he wiped my tears, he kept me down and kneel to my height.

I thought I would die, I said

No, sweetheart...I know we scare you but we are sorry about that my dad said

"Guess who is scared"?..the smart one
Aliyu said amidst laughter

I was the one who told mum and dad about this scary surprises, I told them you will not cry but here you are crying like a baby.

I pouted my lips and run to Aliyu i punch him with my small fist while Aliyu laughed loud....

Cry cry baby!!! Aliyu said repeatedly, my parents were laughing all this while with the dramatic scenario I just portrayed.

Alright, sorry baby Aliyu said scattering my hair like a puppy...
Stop it! I said
Common smile for me, you look ugly frowning he said and tickle me while I laugh out loud.

Alright let's cut the cake... Mum brought out the pink and purple cake, wow I gasped mum decorated the sitting room beautifully which and we took loads pictures . Before then the party start...oh my God I didn't remember it's my birthday again but look how it is, I am so proud to have mum dad and Aliyu.

Dad is a Nigerian and a business tycoon while my mum is from Pakistan , I  am a replica of my mum, but I got my color skin from my dad, so as Aliyu, Aliyu looks like my dad and he is three years older than me, my mum is an interior designer she also trades ornament, Mr Grey my dad is a Christian my mum is a Muslim, we got our names from her religion but we practiced Christianity.

Aliya your dress is in your bedroom, my dad said and I ran upstairs...
I picked up the beautiful dress and dance around the room, this is lovely I said
I took a shower and put on my dress I sit close to the mirror to dress my hair...I loosen the braids and comb gently, I apply oil and cream..I parted it at the middle and packed it in bun and add some edge controller creating edges with the jell...just then my mum came in.
Wow, my daughter is now  grown, how do you know how to style you hair?
I learn from you, I said

Smart child, my mum said
Have you found the shoe for your dress..she asked

"Yes mum" the gold I said pointing at the shoe on a new pair of lower heels on the sofa.

My mum helped me with arranging the hair clips and jewelry she ultimately placed the  crown on my head, I was absolutely looking like a Pakistan princess. we walk downstairs to go celebrate my birthday.