When I was six

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This is a fiction book in the eyes of a young adult that has no aim in life but to survive it, she find herself in some tricky situations and only one person can bring her out.
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When I was six I used to imagine a land where as soon as you touched the air all your problems were blown away, and  that your life turned to gold as you had as many elves and fairies as friends, as you desire.

But then passing on to my early teens I realised life was not  all fun and games and my old care-free self disappeared as I discovered the secrets hidden beneath the tough skin of my mother, deep down I was staring at a broken fragile self pitied woman that resembled an old house; it looks like it could eat you up from the outside but really it had problems of its own.

My parents recently split up and my mum says she's going to Spain for 'one or two weeks' well it's already been three and I have a feeling she's met someone and I know what that means she not coming back.

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