Banana and Strawberry (CAMREN) /COMPLETE

14

  She folded her arms across her chest as she ducked her head down, shielding her face from the icy wind. The sky was already dark and the only source of light was the orange street lamps. It has stop snowing since afternoon and what's only left was the melting snow on the sidewalk.

She slowly walked up the hill as she kept her eyes on the ground. The night was quiet but there was still a few people walking down the hill, passing her with some chattering.

It was peaceful and she loved it. This morning was such a mess.

Lauren felt herself getting calmer and peaceful as she got nearer to her destination. It was a small building with a cross situated at the top of the pointed roof. The lights were bright from inside, and the yellow – orange lights made Lauren stared at the chapel a little longer. Slowly, she took small steps into the chapel and immediately, warmth engulfed her. Lauren let out a huff of cold air and watches as the mist of air dispersed in the chapel. She smiled slightly and proceeds towards the bench that was at the front row.

She sat on the bench and stared at the statue that was nailed in the middle of the room. She stared for it for a long time, trying to refresh every memory she had with her mother when she's young. How her mother brought her to the church every Sunday and events, how her mother tell her to place faith in Him and how to appreciate his presence in their heart.

Every word paid off, for Lauren is a devoted Christian and she loves to pray, because it gives her a haven where it's only her, where it's her secret diary and secret listener. Lauren stood up and knelt down, clasping her hands as she bowed her head and closed her eyes.

She prayed.

For her mum to be happy in the heaven, for the girls to be happy and her family to be healthy.




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Her feet tapped against the ground hardly as she ran with all her might. The wind slashed her face harshly but she doesn't care. As she reached the bus – stop, the bus arrived just on time for her to get on. Camila held onto a standing pole as she catches her breath, ignoring the looks that she was receiving from the other passengers on board.

She leaned against the interior of the bus as she tapped her foot anxiously, wishing that the bus could drive faster so she could reach there earlier.

Taking a look at her watch, she cursed silently and leaned her head back with her eyes closed.

Camila alighted from the bus after twenty minutes of traveling and she started walking down the pavement, pushing her hands inside her trench coat after adjusting her mitten scarf that was around her neck. She walked past lots of café, shops and restaurants but not even once did she turn her head to look in it. She knew her destination well enough. It wasn't the first time that she visit that place anyway.