A Beautiful Stranger (on hold)

Chapter II - The Fallen Angel From The Sky

Chapter 2 - The Fallen Angel From The Sky

“Mom, can you sing me that lullaby once more,” I asked as she tucked me into bed one night.

My mother smiled. “You always hear the same song every other night,” she said while pinching my nose softly. “Don’t you want to hear another lullaby?”

I pouted at her. “I love that song. Can you sing me that again, mommy please?” I pleaded.

My mother just laughed heartily, then patted my head, before she sang the tune that always takes me to sleep and dream.

I will always be with you

Makes no difference where your road takes you to

Even if we’re apart

Now we’re joined at the heart

Though our moment may be gone

You and I will still live on

I will always be with you

I’ll be by your side whatever you do

Other memories may fade

But the ones that we made

Are eternal as a star

Now I’m part of who you are

And I’ll be there with you in the sound of your laughter

I’ll be in the tears you cry

'Cause the way you and I have touched one another

Doesn’t end with goodbye

I will always be with you

Like a guardian angel constant and true

When you’re lost in the night

And you can’t see the light

My love will see you through

I will always be there

You’ll have me there

I immediately opened my eyes, by the time Mrs. Percival had carefully wake me up, as she told me that she had place my snacks on the garden table, before going back with her work.

“Has dad already arrived?” I asked before she left.

“Your father will be arriving soon,” she replied before leaving me alone in the garden. What she meant was that dad was working overtime and would have to missed having dinner with me.

I continued to stay where I was, lying my back on the grass as I look over at the pendant my mother gave to me before she departed. The shape was a small music box, that make me always remember of my mother’s lullaby.

I will always be with you, like a gurdian angel constant and true. . .

I missed my mother so much. I was wondering how she was doing above, I’m guessing, she watching over me and I’m pretty sure she was shaking her head in disapproval from my actions what I did in school a while ago. She used to say that having a talent is something that should not be boast around with people, instead something used to share and help other people.

Yeah right Mom, I thought to myself. Brittany started it first, when her mom lost against you in winning that Best Actress of the Year Award. I’m just defending  myself against people and the likes of her.

What the heck am I thinking?

My mother isn’t here with me to listen to my grumblings, and dad was still at work. Right now, I’m just alone thinking over these silly thoughts.