Chapter 1

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Present

I think I'm dead.

I mean inwardly dead.It was 5:00 in the morning and I was already awake staring at the walls trying to understand the meaning of life? Of course I wasn't. It was my anxiety that woke me up.

I go downstairs and head towards the living room. In the fireplace there were still remnants of burnt wood from the night before.

I pick up my book and start again where I put the bookmark.I look out the window and see that sunrise has started, and I hear my father coming down the stairs.

-Are you awake yet? -I look at the clock hanging on my mantelpiece and see that it's still six in the morning.

-I woke up and couldn't sleep anymore. -I answered and went towards my room to get ready for school.

I put on the clothes I planned to wear, some jeans and a wool jumper from my dad that is bigger than me.

I wash my face, and decide that today will not be the day I will put make-up on my face.

I go to the kitchen and see that my father has already taken out the coffee for me to drink.

-Dear, you look like a zombie.

-What a nice way to say good morning to your daughter. -My dad laughs at my comment.

-What I was saying is that you should take the pills the doctor gave you to sleep at night. -My dad said putting down the plate of pancakes he made while I was getting dressed.

-I'll think about it. -I drink some of my coffee and my dad rolls his eyes at my stubbornness. That makes me laugh.

X

-Don't forget your lunch. -He says placing a kiss on my forehead as he leaves the house.

-Don't worry. -I nod and go back inside.

I grab my bag and leave the house and lock the door and head towards the bus stop to catch my daily bus to school.

When I get to school I see that I am late. How the fuck did I get late? I woke up fucking early!

I run to the class and knock on the door.

-Come on in.

-Good morning sorry I'm late. -I said trying to keep it down as I entered the room.

-No problem Eva we were just getting started.

I liked my English teacher, she was calm but she was also a lot of fun, meaning one of the only parts of my day that I smiled.

My class ends and I go towards the mini garden behind my school.I like going there I feel good and I feel alone which is even better. I take out the book I am reading and start reading it while listening to the sounds of the birds.

X

I leave the school with the headphones in my ears and stand waiting for my bus as I get a call from my best friend.

-Eva.

-James.

-Eva you haven't spoken to Dylan yet, have you?

-James You can ask me for anything, but not again! You know everything I've been through. I won't put myself in that situation again. -I say, getting on the bus, passing my pass and going towards the back seats.

-He's sorry!

-Yes but he was not sorry when he cheated on me. -I say harshly.

-Don't be like that Eva...

-I love you very much, but for the sake of our friendship don't even mention his name again, I'll have to hang up I'm on the bus. I love you very much JJ.

-I love you too and take care okay?

-Yes dad.

James and I became friends recently. It was an unfortunate drama that made us friends. And I am grateful to have him in my life. He is my only friend, I am in a new school, people are not my speciality, but they were,,, the only close person I have in that school is not even a person but the cat who jumps the fence and comes to meet me in the mini garden.

After a 20 minute drive, I finally arrive home. I climb the stairs and go towards my room and without wanting to, I lie down on my bed and end up falling asleep.

-Eva! I am home and I got dinner!

What time is it? I look at the time on my phone.

My God I've had 4 hours of sleep, and that's why I don't sleep through the night.

I walk downstairs and see my dad setting the table.

-How was that nap?

-Good.

I sit at the table and while I eat my dinner I talk to my dad about what happened at school, he talked about work and then I ended up going to bed.

With my routine I still think I'm dead inside.

*author's note*

Hey guys!

So this a new story that I am currently writing.
It means a lot to me.
Sorry for any mistake But english is not my first language.

Hope you enjoyed it!

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