Well you couldn't call my life perfect but it was close to it. I had the most awesome father in the world, a super cool best friend Jamille, my grades kept soaring, I was happy with life well except the times my mom was involved. My mom is always bitter, unhappy and very very drunk... But papa loves her anyway. Sometimes she acts like she hates me but she wasn't always this way. She used to be nice and really kind but then people change right? I'm alone in my room. I'm the only one at home anyway. Papa's at work and mom is... Well... Mom is wherever she is. It would be better if I made dinner now. I had nothing else to do and I love to cook so dinner it is. Papa says I got the cooking spirit from him. Says his whole family loves to cook, it runs in the genes like he said. Well papa did tell me a lot of things... When I was younger, while he was putting me to bed he'd tell me of Africa, which is where I'm from by the way, while mom is from Maine. Yea yea... I'm a mixed blood. I put the rice to boil. We were going to be having boiled Thai rice and chicken stir fry for dinner made by chef Allona! I knew it was mom's favourite. Partly in my mind, I was hoping to appeal mom into a better mood with her favourite dish. I hope it works though.
I heard a car pull up in the driveway. It wasn't Papa's I wondered who it could be. I didn't wonder long enough before a man, really handsome and rich-looking came down to open the door of the passenger's seat and you could guess who came down - mom.
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Hi. So apparently I just wrote the first chapter of my first book. *squeak!*... OK I'm going to be totally cool about it... Actually, no I can't. How was it? Did you like it? Was it boring? Did it interest you? I am dying to hear from you. Please do vote and comment... Your words count to me :-) and yea.... Recommend too. Thanks!
Avidane (^^)
