Chapter 1, The beginning

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My name is Illusiane. I always hated my name and never understood why my mom and dad gave it to me. I actually never got a chance to ask them since they both died when I was nearly 2 months old. I am now 17, living with a grandmother in her cottage. Every day, I ride my bike  3km to school. Grandma promised she will tell me the story of how my parents died when I turn 18. Now I can't wait for my birthday.

Since we live in village, I have to go to work so I could manage us something to eat. Grandma is 66, and the only thing she does is work in her garden. I won't lie, her tomatoes and cucumbers are unbelievable! I work in a bar as a waitress. This morning, I went to work as usual.

- Good morning Ms.Weener, I said. -Morning, she replied with a dead, straight face. Ms. Weener is my boss. Her family ownes multiple bars in our city. But, even though she is rich, she is shit to her employes, actually everyone around her. - What have I told you about being late? She asked. ,,I'm sorry, you know how far I live from here, I was trying to be fast..". As I was saying, she interrupted : - I don't care, if you can't come here by 9am, don't even bother coming.

,,I am very sorry, it won't happen anymore.". I apologized and started working. When it was around 8pm, I got out of the bar, sat on my bike and started wheeling to my sweet, little village. My birthday is in 7 days! I am excited to find out how my parents died more then that I am now an adult.

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