Anne and gilbert

new beginnings

living without parents and feeling as if no one truly cared for you can take a toll on your life whether you notice it or not. growing up having to work almost as a servant to people who nearly feed and clothe you is another thing. looking after children seemed to be my life going from house to house family to family never truly understanding the word home. then everything changed for me when I was 13 years old I was sent to live with the Cuthberts. now what you maybe be thinking is a middle-aged couple wanting a child for the company. the second part of that statement was some part true but the rest you'd be wrong. they were brother and sister Matthew and Marilla Cuthbert both old maids. it's a mystery to me why both never married . I asked the matron before leaving but she pointed her slim bony finger and said" Anne Shirley, what have I told you about sticking your nose in other people's business!"

As the train chugged along I imagined the different scenarios of their lives, I imagined tragical romances. miss Cuthberts crying over a letter; her one and only love had sailed away to make his fortune . Then months later a crimson letter arrives. knowing something is wrong she opens the letter and breaks down. her beloved love gone pulled down with his ship 

My mind began to leave this tragedy and moved on to the next which would be sweet Matthews. what I learnt later on that is that he left school early after his brother died. I didn't know this at the time but my imagination was so right 

there was a twinkling-eyed girl with beautiful golden hair. he was a shy boy but full of kindness. She noticed him when no one else did. then one day he plucked up the courage to ask if he might walk her home. this became a daily activity taking her home and running to tell his brother all about it. 

one cold autumn day he never arrived at school, she was occupied with the Queen's entrance exams prep and didn't notice he had never arrived at school. later that day she stood waiting and waiting for him but he never showed; crying she ran all the way home. 

I passed the rest of the time away looking at the amazing world that zoomed past. I saw the delicate pink and white petals of the cherry trees. the beauty of the changing bright baby blue sky to full of white fluffy things. the hours soon passed and the train began to slow as it reached the station. As we neared my stomach did a backflip. I clambered out of my seat a grabbed my luggage too hastily I rushed off the train. As I stepped I began to feel myself slip and from then it was as if I had fallen into a fairytale.