Nyla has done everything to escape the past but it keeps on coming back challenging her in ways unbelievable.Certain decisions she cannot undo that will make 1 decision bigger than the rest.
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Summer sighs to her self screwing the lid of her foundation back on the bruises that were fresh and clear on her face were now in jotted on her light Caramel skin.
Summer's normal happy chirpy mood is ruined destroyed her body has been vandalised her face has been took advantage and she's in no position to open up to anyone at this moment or maybe forever.
Summer wasn't used to the hot summery weather,in London it was always raining Monday to Sunday months on end puddles were on the ground and illnesses were passed about whether she liked it or not Nyla made stereotypical British comments all the time but Summer could do nothing but laugh and roll her eyes.
Summer twirles her light brown curls around her finger staring out of her window lost in her thoughts her tongue swirled over her bottom lip as she stares at Jermaine her neighbour across the street top-less shooting hoops with his friends she could't tell if she was going crazy but she was sure she could see the beads of sweat on his head from her window.
"Summer food is ready!"Her mother shouted her voice strained and tired,Summer's mother didn't want to move to America in-fact she never understood the buzz about it to her it was just another London with more shops and people to talk to which she didn't want but she was here because of her husband who didn't mind America either.
"I'm not hungry mum!" Summer shoutes equally as loud she retreats back to her bedroom closing the door shutting everyone out.
Summer wasn't sure what to do any-more you would think everything would change but no it's the same thing over and over again,Summer wasn't getting abused by her dad,Mum or any-one for that matter that's what she has built into her head the same dreary excuse over and over again.
Her eyes nervously twitch and she doesn't even realise how shaky she is how short her breaths are Jermaine carries on shooting hoops the loudness of his voice echoing along the street.
Her breaths become more forceful and strained as she picks up her phone.
"People are satisfied to judge things by their own narrow experience, never knowing of the wide world outside."
