To Refind Love

Chapter 3

I lay back on the bed and stare at the ceiling.

It is a pale pink. A soft pink. It's a calm pink, a girly pink. It's my Mom's favourite colour.

I punch a pillow and throw it on the floor.

I hate that pink.

I close my eyes and breath in deeply.

Uncle Herrix didn't know that I hated that colour, and until Mom passed away I actually liked it. He's trying really hard to make this easier for me but it won't be.

There's going to be a lot of changes.

Not just that I live without my mother. Not that I have to live in a completely new place.

I start to unpack my suitcases to try and take my mind off everything.

It hurts to unpack everything. All of the life I had before, all of my accomplishment's, all of my passion.

I sigh as I take out the photo of my mother.

Her eyes are a muddy brown but so big and full of meaningfulness and kindness.

Her skin is silky looking and her cheeks are flushed with energy.

Her hair is a golden bronze, so much softer than mine.

She was a slender woman and was average height but her hugs meant everything.

She understood everything I had to say.

I don't understand why it had to happen to her! why did she have to die?

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Hey :)

Don't worry I won't make the book sad forever ;)

after all she will: "refind love" sometime, won't she?

Keep reading lovely readers ;)

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