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5.dragging.

This two days have been going at a snail pace and I'm so restless and totally nervous.
Sophia hasn't showed up to check on me,I know I said I'm going to put her in my ex friends list but I kind of miss her.
Frank and Ann are always playing video games in the house and granny is always at her pharmacy,grandpa went on a trip to Israel yesterday to learn more about theology i think i heard him say he's going to stay for a month and I'm here either praying or feeding the cows.
Sometimes I do help the workers by milking the cows myself and taking the milk to the dairy to distract myself and calm my forever thinking brain.
My stay here isn't as enjoyable as expected,I'm not complaining its great being here but what's making it worse is the memories,memories of Chris.
On my way here on Sunday I thought that two days were going to come soon but Wednesday seems to be dragging itself..the sound of the clock isn't helping either,its like its going anticlockwise instead of clockwise.

I'm so pissed right now but what can I say its just five more hours till Wednesday and I can't seem to sleep...the images of those memories keep flashing in my head.

This is the place I saw Chris for the first time the time might have lapsed but the memory is as clear as day. back in those days I was in my final year in high school,I was the schools head girl and role model to many .I knew how to hide my darkness infact nobody except Sophie knew that I could smoke or even do drugs,she introduced me to her crew early that year ,I was having issue at home and when I confided in her she taught me a way to deal with it with a promise that I could not share with anyone,it was our little secret.

One Monday evening i went home directly after school since I needed to prune a few ovacados.I choose my favourite tree and climbed at the top,it was my habit to watch the view of our little town up on the tree ,it was magical and I could see a lot of things from the top and people would never think of looking up there.

So this fateful day Chris and his crew were looking for an apartment to rent for a few months and they came in our estate to check one. Since the caretaker wasn't around I decided to attend to them.

I whistled for them to stop from the top of the tree and when they heard my alarm of a whistle they stopped in their track and waited for me to attend to them

I introduced myself as a grand daughter to the owner,they introduced themselves and Chris as the head of the crew caught my eyes ,I think i also caught his,one look at him and it was love at first site.

I showed them the house and they definitely loved one among them,we agreed they come the following day so that they could meet the care taker and they were okay.

Two days later Chris came to me and asked if we could be friends and I was more than happy to accept the friendship.I had a crash on him and I wasn't on drugs or anything I was just sober.
I felt like he was my missing lib. I confided in him my darkest secrets ,secrets only sophie knew....I could sneak at night with him for dates and we could do funny and okward stuffs,stuffs I had never done with anyone.
He was the first man that touched my body in my sober status and there was no denying I'd have given my life in exchange for his with him my heart lost control and would thunder like thunder itself ....too bad things ended the way they did.

This memories and worse kept replaying in my head but I had to push them aside if I ever wanted to be someone, someone who could stand and defend herself from anyone and anything.
Joining the paramilitary was going to change me,it would harden me physically and mentally ,and my heart it needed some hardening,I wasn't going to fall for any man that easily ever again in my sober status. I anticipated to be harden .

I was going to forget this looser,sucker , bad boy,pretender,villain by the devils law,snitch ,unpredictable and dream killer.

It didn't matter if I was going to suffer , metal passes through fire to be hardened, the means weren't going to matter, the end is what was going to justify those means for me.
Motivating myself I set my alarm one hour earlier on Wednesday and fell asleep immediately my head hit the pillow .my anticipation still in my mind.

Please do vote
Do you think she will succeed in her anticipated task to joining the paramilitary?