Monique POV
Another day of not eating. My stomach made that statement clear. My father hasn't came back. Its been 4 days since I've last seen him. Tomorrow is the day.
*Flashback*
" Listen Monique. I want you to stay here and don't let anyone see you. Okay? I will be back soon. If I don't come back in 5 days, then I want you to go to the airport okay?".
" But daddy why do I have to go to the airport? I don't have any money or passports to go anywhere.".
" It's okay. Everything is taken care of. When you get to the airport, you will see a man with a sign. The sign will have your name on it." Tears started to flow down my face at his words. His hands cupped my face wiping my tears away. " This may be the last time you see me. If I don't see you here in 5 days, then something happened. I need you to trust me. Can you do that?" His piercing eyes held mine.
We may not have had much, but we had each other. My mother died when I was 3 years old. So, it has just been us two.
" Yes daddy." I know I can completely trust him. I am his daddy's little girl. We tell each other everything.
He leaned over and kissed my head. " I love you baby girl.".
" I love you too daddy. " . "
Never good bye but-. "
. " I'll see you later".
He turned and jumped off the ledge to the cave. I ran over to see if he was alright. It was a long drop and he landed on his feet. I didn't know he could do that. My daddy maybe 52, but he looks like he's 25.
With one last look he took off running into the trees.
I've never been by myself before. I've always had my daddy with me. I don't feel alone. I know he's thinking of me.
*Flashback over*
The sun had gone down a long time ago. There's a pile of dead leaves in the back of the cave where I have been sleeping.
I don't feel too weak from not eating. We are used to not eating for a good little while. And that's because we're poor. But one thing we never do is beg. It's not that we think that we're too good to beg, it's just that we have too much pride in us.
We don't even consider ourselves as poor. We make sure that we are clean and we make sure that we are proper. My father has taught me to be respectful to others. Even if they are rude to me.
Only a few more hours until day light. I better get some sleep.
* Dream *
" My child."
I'm in the mountains next to a beautiful lake. A lady in a white dress is walking on the water towards me.
" My child, you must listen to what your father has told you." As she steps closer her face becomes more clearer. I have never seen her before but she looks beautiful. I wish I were as beautiful as she.
" I know I can trust him Miss, but, I don't think I can make it. " I told her truthfully. Head dropped in shame for being so weak.
A smooth, cool, hand lifted my face up. " All you need child is faith in yourself. Believe in yourself."
" I know I am weak. I don't have the strength to make it. Besides I don't even know where to look in the airport. I've never had a reason to go." , tears begin to well up in my eyes.
A bright smile took her face. " You want strength when you are the strongest being in the world. But I understand that you are physically weak. You are malnutritioned and dehydrated." I nodded my head in agreement. She turned around and cupped her hand in the clear water.
" Here. Drink child. This water is magic. It will give you the power you need to make it." She brought her hands to me and I leaned over and sipped at her hands. The water water drizzled down my throat. It's coolness calming my partched esophagus. As it went down I can feel it's power humming through me.
" Thank you. I really needed that." My voice was already sounding stronger.
She chuckled. It sounded so angelic just like her. " Go now. It's time for you to start heading out to meet that guy at the airport.
" Yes ma'am. Oh I didn't get your name. " She smiled at me. " Don't worry child you will know soon enough."
She blew her sweet smelling breath in my face making my eyes droopy. She breathed one last time. And whispered, " Sleep. " My eyes drifted close. Seeing nothing but darkness.
* Dream over *
The sound of birds chirping woke me up. The bright sun couldn't reach the back of the cave making me grateful for that.
I stood up and stretched, wiping the crust out of my eyes. Wishing that I could take a shower with clean, warm water. And nice soap.
Well... today is the day to start my journey.
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Okay, I know it's not much but, it's a start! Just a lil taste of what's to come.
XOXOmamalovesyouOXOX
