"Alright. Tomorrow ,you will present your family picture and present some short story about them."
That was my teacher told us yesterday. I hold the picture frame and put it in my bag. I smile sadly.
"Did you bring yours?" My seatmate asked me. I nodded. I stared at her lunch box.
"Oh! My Mom made this! Did your Mom made your lunchbox too?" I shrugged. She never made me one.
My teacher arrived. She scanned the room. She said we need to present our assignment now.
My seatmate volunteer to present first. She happily talks about her Family. How cute.
I chose to be the last. I listened to their happy stories. Some of them laughed loudly. I exhaled. It's my turn.
"This is my Family. This is my Father ,my two Sisters ,my Brother and my Mother." I stopped. What I'm gonna do next?
I looked outside of the window. Those clouds are beautiful. I smiled.
"Continue ,Gela." My teacher said.
"Do you think it's nice to live there?" I asked my classmates. They looked outside.
"Because my Mom is there. Up there. I think she's having fun there." I can't hear any noises from them. I just smiled and chose to finish my presentation.
