Unknown Mate

Chapter two

ARIANA'S POV. I quickly turned my journal to the next page, and started to draw something I can't even remember. I was so happy, she didn't caught me like a scared fish. She went thorough the door like the wind. .). I was pulled out of my thoughts when I heard my mom's soft voice." Honey, don't u want to invite Anna for the weekend?" I have never screamed or yelled back an answer to my mom. So as gently as I can, I called back" sure thing mom". .) My mom has taught me how to be polite no matter whom. I have also learned from her that fighting is never the solutions to any of our problems. .) With these things in mind, I have gone a long way in my life simply. Mom doesn't believe in violence, but dad, I think he does believe violence is the solution. Although he thinks that, he will never say that in front of her. .) *FLASHBACK* There once was a time, when someone from nowhere break in our house. That day wasn't actually my luckiest day at all. After Anna had gone home, I left the door widely open, that you could stand miles away and you would see right into our living room. I didn't even bother about that. .) A guy came inside the house and thank goodness most our belongings were upstairs. He started watching around strangely. He started walking his way upstairs. .). The foot steps started getting heavier and closer. I wanted to call dad, but wow he could possibly hear me. All of a sudden the movements stopped,and silence filled the air. .). Unfortunately that was not a good sign, but again lucky me. My dad the superhero jumped out of nowhere possible and starting sending punches and kicks at the thief. He breaked the poor man's ankle. .) My eyes were moving in circle as, the bandages moved around the thief's ankle. I don't know what is wrong with my mom, I mean what is that, he tried to rob the house for goodness sake. Dad and I had already made plans to follow the robber and give him a good taste of anger. Instead mom, gave him food and water to drink. She told dad the best thing to do was to call the police. But she was kind of happy that nothing happened to me. .). The anger and frustration was boiling inside me. Actually the plan dad and I made worked. As soon as he left we pretended to take out the garbage. Running and rushing up the hillside, we caught up with him and oh now I know what the say revenge tastes good. .). Our punishment was harsh. We had to take care of him until his injuries we gave him were totally healed. .). *END OF FLASHBACK* Since that day trust me, I try solving my issues with others as gentle as I can.