Pretty First Sight

CHAPTER 1: Pretty First Sight

CHAPTER 1:

In alot of fuss.. I had no idea where I was, who ever I tried to ask was just in a hokum that all I could understand was..."todaay""toodaay". I was soo confused that I decided to sit on a side and wait for something I was not sure about, suddenly every single person stayed on there current position and clapped in a rythem .. a pretty girl with a beautiful dress entred. I didn't see her at first but could hardly see her from the spaces between the crowd... "Oh My she is beautiful" I said un-intensionly loud. Everyone turned to me and that girl try to get higher on her toes to see me ... I hope she did.. but a man standing next to me pushed my head down and screamed "pardon us" the girl noded her head with the smile I could never forget..

I wondered who she was, where was she from and what was she about to say for what every person was waiting for. Her twinkley eyes ,charming smile, big nose but beautiful black hairs, she was actually the prettiest girl i've ever seen in my entire life that day passed somehow, they served a bread and a cup of tea.. it was turkish breakfast. I guessed I was in Malta... oh yea. I was born in a small town of America, I belonged to an average family, my dad was a teacher and my mom died when I was young, I had a big brother but I never saw him he was sent to Paris when mom left us. I miss my family, we were separated in a war, my dad was kept by the opponents and they brought me here to teach me and then make me idependant to work for them and myself. I wish dad was with me too. He wrote letters for me but I was not allowed to do so.. I dont know where I am exactly and what would happen to me next, first day was very plesant though to see that girl .. I kept praying to God if I get a chance to see her again..

Days passed.... I thought I would never get my life back, now my aim was to get good knowledge and learn every possible talent. I learnt 12 lauguages and 28 different talents. Time flew away like a feather, when I was brought here I was 14, now m 22.. 8 yrs.. but I never saw tht girl ever again...! I learnt painting, to draw her. I drawed her eyes and smile but I never got her nose right. Asking people if they know these eyes.. but none answered me. Everyone around is soo busy with there lifes that they dont have time to talk for a while. People said that I should forget her and move on. And finally I decided to do so... yes.. I am moving onn.. I'm known as one of the most talented person here, I teach little children and inspire them. I take part in alot of competitions and by prize money, I survive!

Having not alot of money, I live in a cottage with usual things as promissed by the king, we are surved food of 3 times, I keep stuff to make tea at home, a blanket, a pillow and some clothes, other than that, I had some of my paintings and some instruments I learnt to play...

When someone asked me, how's life, all I could say was "life is tough" and give a nice smile and think in my mind about my dad,brother and that girl, wonder what my brother looks like, is he fat? Tall? Small? Or maybe handsome like me and what about dad, he might have grey hairs now and that girl...... oh she was a princess and she would ever be. I wish they are happy where ever they are..!

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