𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 the morning of the moving. me and my family were moving to the uk for a new start, we had lived in somalia my whole life, and i didn't really know how to speak english, only a couple fresh words everyone should know like "hello" and "how are you?".
my mother decided it would be a good idea to move since our father had just left for this girl in america, and my mother didn't want to stay in a country full of memories of him, so, we decided to move.
"are you ready?" my mother asked me, testing out her new english accent. although i didn't understand anything she was saying, i just nodded.
"kaalay diyaar ma tahay" (come on, are you ready?) she asked me, and i finally understood what she was trying to ask me. i nodded and grabbed a couple of boxes from my room, the lighter ones, and rushed downstairs.
i had a flight of around 8 hours, my mother had got me to download this app named 'duolingo' so i could learn english during the flight.
i was 21 at the time of the moving, although i did not live with my mother, i still had a room with essentials and clothes in her house, and although i wanted to stay in somalia, i didnt have any relatives where i lived, they were more further away, so i just decided to go with my mother.
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"12D, 13D, 14D, 15E, 16E, 17E." the lady gave us our tickets back as we boarded the flight and showed us where to sit. this was going to be a long flight, as i had to sit next to my brother, ayaan and my sister, arella.
we all sat down, and i put my headphones in and clicked the app my mother basically forced me to download. i logged onto it and started the english lesson, at first it was the basics, and then, it was hard words, i was so confused, but i did it for the whole flight, as i wanted to speak to people in england, and actually understand them.
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we finally landed in england, and we got odd the plane. we went through security, and went to collect our luggage, ours was taking extremely wrong, so i decided to go up to someone and say hi. i saw this man, he looked around my age, maybe 22? standing waiting for his luggage. he was on the phone. he was wearing a durag and a hoodie, so, i went up to him.
"hello!" i smiled and stood in front of him.
"hi?" he was confused, i get it, he looked up from his phone at me and had a faint smile, trying to be friendly.
"name my alana!" i recognised my mistake straight away, "no, my name is alana!" i smiled and hoped he wasn't freaked out.
"where are you from?" he asked me, luckily, my thick brain understood this.
"somalia."
"anigana" (me too) he said, and when i tell you, i had the biggest sigh of relief ever, i literally did.
"ilaahow runtii? hadaba ma aha in aan isku dayo in aan ku hadlo ingiriisiga hadda?" (oh my god really? so i do not have to keep trying to speak english now?) i smiled and grabbed his arm, i didn't mean to, but i am just an affectionate person, i love physical touch.. a lot.
"you do," he said, again, i understood and groaned, "but i can teach you?" i was lost, but just nodded. he handed me his phone, which i guess really indicates me putting my number into his contacts, so i did.
"alana!" my mother shouted, i looked at her to see all of the luggage loaded up onto one big trolley, so i turned around and just waved at him and jogged back to my mother.
although i only knew that guy for 10 minutes, i felt like it was love at first sight, you know? i feel like he could see it 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬.
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an: why is there - a next to the word prequel? idk ig u have to wait for the next chapter heheheh
