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Chapter 5

Shanti's POV
Feb•26
📍Prospect

Waking up at 4 am I did my morning routine exercise then had a shower and did my facial routine.

After my shower I air dried, mosturized, put on my under clothes and went to make breakfast for everyone.

I made a mixture of oats and cornmeal porridge due to me being jamaican yuh know mi couldn't leff out eh coconut milk then I spiced it up and sweetened it.

Left it to cool for a while then I went to check on Ari to see if she was up and getting ready but suprisingly she was already up on her phone.

"Goodmorning ri ri, how are you on this beautiful monday morning?" I said being super nice

"Good morning shan shan, I am okay, are you okay?, you acting like your good" she replied

"I am good, I can not sit around depressed that nah go get shit done. I have CSEC in the next two year I got to study and get back to me." I said to her being serious.

"That nuh say yuh muss shut out eh world and just dig yuhself dung inna yuh book yuh will mad" she looked at me stating

I looked at her with a bored look then walked out her room leaving her alone , I went back into my room ensuring that I had everything prepared after realizing everything was good

I exited my room heading back to the kitchen sharing out my share of the porridge grabbing a pack of cream crackers best thinf fi eat wid porridge God know.

I ate and then got ready for school
While doing this all thats on my mind is what did I do to make my mom hate me so much she did not even want to see my face.

I may act tough and roll like a tom boy but I still have feelings. Right now I feel crushed and un worthy because my father does not want me he never did.

But my mother I thought atleast she did or some part of her did...

Know am thinking she only kept me because she nuh waah nuh baby duppy back a her a haunt her.

Sad but its true I feel so broken, will I ever be mended will this pain ever end?
I wish there was a way to turn off my emotions.

So lost in my thoughts and caught up in my emotion I forget that I was running out of time to get ready and if my father leaves me I will never make it to school.

We live in a cottage styled house far away from people and the only wah one or off the property is for my father to carry you, walking or chartering a taxi.

I am fat and not overly confident so I prefer to stick with my dad or a taxi but am broke ao my dad it is.

"Shanti hurry up or mi ago leff yuh, you and ari tek so long fi get ready a wah uno a do mek uno skin kmt come on man" I hear my father yell from the living room.

Putting on my shoes "Mi a come" Both ari and I yelled back simultaneously, kind of sounded like twin telepathy But oh well.

10 minutes later we are dressed and ready grabbing my lunch kit and my napsack to leave, we get in the car and he pulls off imediately.