The Golden Treasure

Chapter 1

I walked down the stairs towards the kitchen. All the lights were extinguished. I couldn't see. I opened the fridge slowly so I wouldn't wake up anyone. I took out sandwiches and juice. When I was finished eating "my evening meal" I walked back upstairs. I lit the lamp and read my book. The book was called ""Pharaoh's Hidden Treasure". Suddenly I heard someone walk up the stairs. I ran up and turned out the light. It was my step-mother. I pretended to be asleep. She came up to me and kissed my cheek. When she left I wiped off saliva from her lips. I was disgusted. I could hear my dad and her giggle and talk. I miss my mum so bad. She died in a flight accident 5 years a ago and I remember how much I was crying. Her last words was: I love you darling and promise me that you'll be the smart in school and call me everyday. Then she ran through the door and blew me a kiss. She was a treasure hunter and always told me things about what she used to find and tales about treasures that is gold. I loved to listen at her tales but dad wasn't as intrested as me. He always said that she could find another better job and forget about digging and make her self dirty. But my mum didn't care and we always played treasure hunters in the sandbox. When I became 8 she gave me a treasure she founded that was 367 years. It was a powerful sword. But my mum said that I couldn't use it and she locked it inside the cupboard. She hided the key and after few months she had to leave to Egypt to find the last treasure of the Pharao Cheops Treasure. She told me that she would come back soon and I believed in her. My dad thought that it was just waste of time. But I wanted to leave with mum on the "Adventure". But my mum just looked at me with sadness in her eyes and said: I really wish I could take you with me but that's not possible. I cried, but my mum wiped it off and said: Smile for me. I did as she told me and she took a picture of me and put it as her wallpaper. I hugged her goodbye and after few hours I see my father cry on the phone screaming and banging on the door. I was scared and hided in the cabinet. After few minutes my dad opened the door and he lifted me up and said: Darling, I have bad news. I looked at him and it came tears streaming down his cheek. I said calmly: What's wrong dad? He wiped his tears of with his sleeve and said: Mum is dead..My heart stopped in that moment and I cried on the floor. I thought I was dreaming. She was here for a few hours ago and now she's "dead". My dad hugged me really tight and we was crying both of us. Then my grandparents came through the door and they looked like if they had cried to. After that we had a funeral for my mother. I cried non-stop hoping that my mum would come. The priest was talking and my dad left earlier. I was alone with my nanny. She was really mean and didn't have heart to be nice to me.

Then I woke up from my dream. I looked around fast and lit the night light. I always slept with the night light. I was scared of the dark. I needed to pee so I looked around to see if someone was awake and hurried to the toilet. When I was finished I hurried up to my room and stared at the ceiling. Tomorrow I had my first schoolday and I was the nerd in school. I fulfilled my mum's wish. She made me promise that I would be the smartest kid in school, and I am. But I have enemy's to. A few boys bullies me. They call me names and nudge me aside. They make me do their homework and some of the girls tease me all the time. I try to be as invisible as I can but it doesn't work. Im worried but if I would tell my dad that im sick he would just push me on joke and say: Dont worry, Im sure that you're the toughest girl in school. I just nodded my head, in that moment I thought "OPPOSITE". I have geek glasses, checked shirt, jeans, braces and hair bun. Im 13 and all the girls dressed in clothes with swag. But I dressed in old clothes..since my dad lost his job. Now I have to work in dad's small shop. Im a waitress. It sounds maybe like the cinderella story but it's not. I dont have sisters, Im not slave at home and my step-mother is not mean. Im just annoyed on her kindness. She's just so fake but if dad loves her I cant do anything. I dreamed about the golden treasure and that me and mum would hold on the golden trophy. Zzz.....