⚠️First Book so it's not a good story but trying to read this story won't hurt you⚠️
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[Ongoing]
Vanessa is a 16 years old girl living in iceland with her mother and foster father who she never had an idea he was, her mo...
⚠️Warning⚠️ All of the things about the story are just fictional such as the characters, actions and events some might be similar into real life like places or other stuff but i'm doing this story just from my imagination and inspirations from other books or some real life things i've discovered or watched so if some things my be similar into real life or other things it might be coincidence or inspirations Thank You for understanding Enjoy.
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Vanessa's Pov
"Life isn't fair" the quote i belived ever since hearing it from my now deceased mother. I was very happy and delightful this morning but right now i'm in the hospital sitting in the waiting area.
I was just at school two hours ago, until i got called in the principal's office and got a news that my beloved mother...had passed away.
I couldn't believe it and it made broke into pieces, but i coukdn't shed any tears after hearing the news even though i love my mom so much. I'm used to hiding my pain and tears. Upon hearing the devastating news i felt lifeless that i could not feel any emotion but i can feel my body going numb and shaking.
When i arrived at the hospital the doctor and two nurses led me to a room. The room where the lifeless body of my mother is being kept.
I walked slowly towards the body and i take off the blanket covering until her chest. There i saw my lifeless mother, her body is pale, her lips is purple, her beautiful face is now completely lifeless.
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Now i'm waiting for the processes of my mom's cremation and funeral. But i'm also waiting for the children's welfare's arrival as i don't have any guardian aside my mom and a certain someone who is now also deceased and that certain someone's family though they don't care about me.
I'm worried and afraid if i will be put in the orphanage, because what if i get adopted and the person who will adopt me will be just like "him" or more worser than "him".
I cannot let that happened...never.
Should i just runaway?
No! I can't!
I can't leave mom alone...even though she's gone.
As i was drawn into my mind i jolted when i heard someone called my name in a loud tone.
"Vanessa! Vanessa, heyrirðu í mér elskan? Er í lagi með þig?" - Gróa ,the policewoman, asked in icelandic with soft tone and worried look. She was the officer who came earlier along with the other policeman. [Vanessa, can you hear me dear? Are you okay?]
