It is the next day now and I'm still extremely upset. I couldn't eat that cake that my mother made me, I couldn't even look at it. O didn't sleep at all last night as I was angry at why my mother did this or if it was even her. Today is moving day, I can't even go to school, I pack all my stuff and my mums belongings so that I can remember her and head out. I don't know where I'm going, I haven't even met my grandma Mary. Maybe she'll be nice, maybe she'll understand, she might even allow me for my true self. I'm scared, lonely and don't know where I'm going so I sit on the edge of the curb, lost and worried.
It has been 15 minutes now, I'm still sitting here until.... there in the distance I see a car, a bright red one, coming my way. I wait with patience to see if that really is Mary, but no it wasn't her, it was just the mail man. I start crying, then crying and just crying. Is no-one going to come for me, does no-one care. At this point I decide to start walking, I decide that maybe I need to find my grandma. I'm clueless, I don't know where to go so I start asking some people.
"Hi, sorry to bother you but do you know someone called Mary Tail?"
The person looked at me in disgust,
" No, now get out of my way!"
I think to myself "God, why did you make me, what are you trying to do, what is this challenge!" I keep on walking thinking about Dory from 'Finding Nemo' and sing
"Keep on walking, Keep on walking, Keep on wa-a-lking."
Trying to make my life easier I ask even more people, hopefully they are nice to me.
"Hi there, got a second to help a lost child?"
" Yes of course, what on earth is the problem?" She said in a very affectionate voice.
"I was wondering if you would know my grandma Mary Tail, as I am quite lost in these areas?"
"Oh, yes I've heard of Mary, is she the really rich gangster granny that I've been hearing about?"
"I'm not sure , I've never met her, it's just I'm going to live with her for now. Do you know where she lives?"
"Yes, yes she lives in 23 Bush Gardens in em..... near the London Eye, oh dear please let me take you there, you shouldn't be roaming the streets at this time."
"Oh how ever could I thank you, your such a kind person, ok let the journey commence!"
We start to travel at a very easy pace, as we chat away. I'm so joyed to have someone so kind to take me to my grandma's house. I assume that they have met in some shape or form as how would she know where she lives. It has been nearly 1 hour and I'm beginning to get tired, so we stop and have a wee snooze for 15 minutes.
15 minutes later we wake up and we start our journey again.
"Not far to go, my dear!" Says the little old lady.
I'm pretty hyped to meet my grandma, she seem awesome! All these facts this lady is saying about her, I anticipate that they are all true. Our journey comes to a end and I thank the lady and she says,
"There you are deary hope you have a great time, you know I wasn't born yesterday,"
She says with laughter.
I'm kinda nervous to meet my grandma for the first time I say to myself. I hesitate to press the doorbell. This house is ginormous, with loads of glamour. My grandma Mary must be rich. I think to myself why did my grandma not give money to my mum, I say as a tear runs down my cheek. Ok, time to press the door bell.
" DING DONG DING DONG DING DONG DING DONG.....DING DING!"
I wonder to myself, that sounds like the Big Ben, how strange. I hear someone coming to the door and as the door handle turns I get more and more excited until.......
