Prologue: It's the biginning!!

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-Dad, can I retire from the table? I ask the daron of the house. I'm not hungry anymore.

-But you haven't- The darone exclaims.

-Let her go... My father cutts her off coldly then says to me, nicely. You can join your room but avoid making too much noise with the guitar.


I get up from my chair and then bypass the table and smack a kiss on my father's cheek and then turn back to my mother to kiss her but she turns her head away. I contemplate her, not understanding what's the matter but the look of Daniel, my brother, makes me understand that I should reach my room without protest.


After a final "good night" launched to Gabriel, my father, I go straight to my room and decide to put myself in pajamas. I put on the green and silver one of Slytherin and look in the mirror.


-I am brunette, have semi-long brown hair, chocolate brown eyes and sexy forms where needed. I comment, contemplating the reflection. Okay, I'm actually too thin, and look like slender-man.


The last comment make me laugh, remembering the last discussion with a friend of mine on "Wattpad". She told me that she hates stories where the heroine makes two pages of physical description, just in the prologue.


-I used to wear glasses in the past but now I changed them for lenses. I add, looking at myself.


I show my tongue to the reflection on the mirror, then turn around and head to my big table. I pick up my ESP RZK II (which trails alongside CDs of my rock band). It's been awhile that I haven't played, so I sit comfortably on my bed and stroke the strings.


-Jimaima, can I come in? My mother's voice asks.

-Yes, sure... I respond, putting my guitar down.


She comes in and apologizes for her behavior earlier on the table. I assure her that I am not furious against her, but at the same time I don't feel comfortable with the expression displayed on her face.


After the blonde, who I weirdly don't look alike, left the room, I take the tablet that I offered to myself after the phenomenal sales of our second album. While I have never held a "diary", I decided to write on this tablet.


Time passes and I tell it all about me, my family, my five best friends and their boy-friends. But also... my favorite rock group.


"My father is the director of the famous company Carter Corporation and there works my older brother Daniel in something that I don't understand at all. My mother is a manager in a private school. Luxury Life? No... My father had taught us well to be satisfied with just little "


"My five girl friends, the Ramm-Girls, come from different countries and it's the love of Rammstein that had brought us together during a concert in France. They are a bit crazy but I still like them. Two of them
have boy-friends but the others are single "


-Now My favorite rock band !! I exclaim excitedly.


"Between us, I'm a big fan of the industrial rock band, I named Rammstein. Also, I haven't a single idol, like all girls, but I rather like three of them; Paul Heiko Landers , Christoph Doom Schneider and Richard Z. Kruspe "


"Besides, tomorrow they will do a meeting in a small library to sign CDs and a new poster of them. I'm too excited to meet them and finally talk to them"


I feel my eyelids grow heavy increasingly as time passes and when I look at the time on my phone, I discover it's late.


"I have to leave you dear diary, because I have to sleep to get up early tomorrow because yes, tomorrow I will meet Rammstein..."

See you soon..."


After these words, I put the tablet in my bag and take off my lenses. I lie under the covers and think about the day that follows. I'm very excited that I sink gradually into the arms of Morpheus without realizing it.


Hopefully tomorrow will be a beautiful day...


to be continued...

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