"Have you ever found yourself in a dream, wishing it was real?" Amelia, a 17-year-old high school student, recently experienced the devastating loss of her parents in a tragic car accident. Shattered and heartbroken, she struggled to navigate throug...
'You only live twice, once when you're born and once when you look death in the face".
The food was quite delicious she cooked spaghetti and pasta. I waited until she was done eating, since I have finished my meal and tried to start a conversation with her I said 'Today is quiet lovely isn't it grandma" she just nods.
Then I continued I know you miss mom but you know she is not going to come back right?It's better and easy to move on, crying isn't going to help or solve it they are gone" a tear escaped my eyes.
I sighed 'after this lunch am going to pack mom and dad's thing in the boxes and keep them in the attic please can you join me".
She stood up and shouted 'you're not going to touch or carry my daughters stuff away''
Wow so this is how it's going to be, I replied 'You know she's not the only one whose gone dad is gone too, Grandma please understand am also grieving but things needs to be done ...". She came to my side of the table and I gently stood up we stood face to face and she slapped me and she came close to my face and said
'Listen Amelia or whatever you call yourself, I said you won't touch her belongings and that's final"
I nodded and went into my room and shut the door so hard and cried.
The grandma I knew won't lay a finger on me, she was so friendly and warm when my parents were alive, I just wished my parents were here.
After crying, I cleaned my face with a napkin I damped in water from the shower in my bathroom after that. I went to the attic and I checked the time, it's 2:30 pm I went there so I could clean and make some space for dads things since touching my mom's stuff is a NO.
I got there it was so dusty and I started packing, cleaning and mopping. I found a mirror which appeared broken and I stared at the reflection I looked broken, if possible I looked traumatized my appearance was pretty bad. My hair's a mess, my eyes swollen because of crying.
'Am a mess" I whisper to my reflection
Am always neat but after my parents death everything changed, my brown hair was a mess I found a brush beside the mirror and brushed my hair and got rid of the tangles at least I looked better. I am average in height, in school really had no friends I was alone wolf, always minding my own business and stuff. I recently noticed when I turned 17.
My facial features just glowed. I have a big eye, a small pointed nose and a petit pink lips. Every time I walked by. Some students compliment me saying "I look pretty" I said '' thank you most times" and smiled.
When the most sassy and popular girls asked if I wanted to join their cling I kindly reject their offer and it didn't take up to a week they showed their true colors.
They did terrible things like tearing and pouring drinks on my books and throwing food at me during lunch. But I don't care, I stared at my reflection once more and admired my big brown eyes and it reminded me what my dad always said" I looked like my mom". Oh my goodness I miss him
Lost in thought something shiny caught my eye behind the cupboard I picked it up it looked like a crystal ball I grabbed a napkin and cleaned it, I stared at it looked so beautiful. I looked around the attic for a place to sit and I saw a dusty old sofa , I grabbed the napkin and dusted it and sat, it was so comfortable and I sat there admiring the ball ,as though it had a mind of its own.
Suddenly the ball glowed in my hands, I thought I was dreaming but I pinched myself "ouch, well that's clear am awake and not dreaming". I continued staring and wondering what kind of crystal ball is this.
Then the unexpected became the expected, the ball glowed so bright and I felt myself drifting away.
The next thing I knew, am on the ground and what the heck my head hurts, I stand up and look around. It looks like a garden.
I felt a wet liquid slipping from my forehead,I touched my forehead and look at my hand I notice am bleeding "wait am bleeding" I say aloud completely ignoring my injury.
I look at my clothes, I notice am wearing a light yellow medieval dress.
"Is this me? This can't be, is this really reality?"
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