By your hearts(english version )

Chapter 1 :

-Myriam

-Mmm.....

- Myriam, wake up lazy, you're going to be late.

-I'm going to wake up in a few minutes.

-Wake up, you have to have your breakfast, look how thin you are, it looks like I'm mistreating you.

-Eat or not, it doesn't matter, especially for me.

-You are going to wake up, wash up and join me in the kitchen.

- I'm tired of this routine.

When my mom left, I mumbled something, then put my soft, warm, fluffy blanket back on. I don't care about this world, I want to live these moments of absolute happiness, nothing can define these feelings, is it laziness that gives me these illusions? I don't know. All this stress, all this work, going to school, it's all useless, in the end we'll all be dead, what's the point of working?

- Myriam ! scolded my mother with her disturbing high-pitched voice

The voice of my mother called me to order and put an end to these moments of respite and happiness. I entered the bathroom which reeked of urine. My little brothers again! I clicked on the flush, and observed with my swollen eyes this magnificent bathroom, a masterpiece: A mirror shining with a thousand lights, a sink and a bathtub made of gold, I imagined myself for a moment in a jaquousi, sipping my juice orange in front of the sea precociously touching the fine sand. For the toilets, it was not quite as I described it, the mirror is a little broken by the fault of my two brothers, the tap is a little or quite corroded by rust, but in another way it is an original masterpiece. I washed my face, combed my hair straight as a pin, my mother had tried all possible recipes to beautify my hair: egg, rice, avocado, onion and garlic (the smell of which could only dissipate after decades). ...but without any success. When I finished my toilet, I went to my room. We can call this room all but a girl's room, it was upside down, but it's my nature, I find that organization makes me lose the meaning of life.