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Chapter One
As I go home, I usually go to my favorite , safest place I’ve known, and that is a part of our house—the bedroom. There’s no door to open cause it is widely opened that you can hop in whenever you like.
I lie on not so comfy bed. Another day is done. It has a color black and white stripe bedsheet and a few pillow on it which has the color red. Thats my favorite color. I’m happy cause Julia will not object on it. Maybe she understand me, giving my little happiness. I put my music on, particularly my favorite playlist. As I am staring at our white pale ceiling, I notice the altar. Not too above but it is nearly to touch our ceiling. It has a Sto. Nino there, a couple of Rosary on it and Bible. When I look at white pale paint on wall, with boarder on its bottom of color maroon paint, I feel so relax.
The day has ended. I can’t go to my sleep. So, I read an ebook until my eyes get tired. O-oh, this way doesn’t work, I put my music on, Evanescence songs. I love them so much. Then, without knowing, I actually go to my dreamland.
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My alarm clock rings. And Julia is lying next to me. I dont know what time she arrived. She’s so busy, because she is an active member of our church. They are practicing something. Maybe, I slept early, not to notice her.”thank you for this day”.I climb out of our bed. I will prepare our breakfast at the same time my pack lunch. Though I’m a college student, I prefer to have my own lunch, to keep safe and to save money. I cook the rice. I will take a bath now, then get dress on.
“Juliette? You’re so early” Julia while getting some water from water dispenser.
“You know, I’ll work slow as a turtle” while cooking eggs.
“Let me do that, fixed yourself.” She insisted.
“okay, thank you.” Thats Julia, a very sweet elder sister.
Maybe your thinking, where our parents go? My dad have his own family when I’m fifteen years old. He build another family. Julia and I decisioned not to accompany his new family. We’re happy in this way. He didn’t forget us, he sending us a money to use, that his responsibility. As I combing my long black wavy hair, I stare to my self for a while. I look like mom. I have her eyes, a pair of brown eyes. Not so pointed nose and thin lips. As I put some lotion on my white skin, I remember my mom. She was the one who putting this on my skin. Well, she have a new family too. She is on the America, while me and Julia, here at the Philippines. I miss her so much. We’re talking seldomly. I‘m shattering into pieces. What a miserable life we have. I’m lucky that I have Julia. She is my sister at the same time, bestfriend.
After from that scenario in our life, there's another thing.
I dont want to have another friend.
They will not understand me. I’m different from them.
“Juliiete! The breakfast is ready. Come on.”
Then, I sit, we eat silently.
