Lightning never strikes in the same spot twice, they say. But for Hanna, the world seems to fall apart ... again. After moving abroad in Belleville and the loss of her parents she is forced to start all over again. A night changes her life forever b...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Chris : "Welcome to your new home!" The place was really nice. Exactly like in the pictures but with the furniture in, it looked even more beautiful. It looked comfy and warm.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Hanna : "Looks nice ."
Chris : "And expensive ... I still can't believe you used so much of the fonds your parents left you." Hanna : "If you do it, do it properly, right ?" I said grinning. It was the first in days. And it was natural. Chris : " Ok. I'll let you unpack. You've got my number, you can call me anytime, day or night, 24/7, ok ?" Hanna : " I'll keep that in mind, thank you." Then he hugged me for a couple of moments and left. Chris was like an uncle to me. He used to bring me these souvenirs from where he traveled. He was my dad's childhood friend. Then my dad moved to Europe and their relationship has cooled.But ever since we moved to Belleville they got closer again. They were like brothers. After their death he always looked over for me. It was nice to have him closer and not to be forced to drive all the way from Beacon Hills to stay for half an hour. But even so, the empty house made me anxious. The following day I woke up late. Yes, an empty house may create anxiousness but beeing the queen of your own castle is a nice feeling. I had no will for classes, and considering the fact that is was just the 2nd day it wasn't such a great start, but I didn't care. I felt great that morning, like I haven't in a pretty long time. I put music on and got carried away. My bedroom was a total mess.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Clothes and notebooks everywhere. But my moment was soon spoiled, as I was enjoying my time the dorbell rang. I picked some clothes and went downstairs, still dancing and waving.
