ding ! ding ! ding !
Ughhhh!, why didn't I put off my alarm last night I'm pretty sure today is saturday my one day of freedom.
Now that I'm up I doubt I'll go back to sleep, sitting up on my bed I reach out for my phone that's on my side table switching off my alarm then unlocking my phone tapping on the Instagram icon
It's about twenty minutes now and I'm still on my bed scrolling through my feeds.
I hear my mother calling me for breakfast , I rather skip it but my mother insists that it is the most important meal of the day so we can't miss it
I stand up and walk to my bathroom to freshen up not that I really needed it I'm a peaceful sleeper like my cousins will say ,never really tossed around that's why they rather always share with me rather than my sibling
I brush my teeth, wash my face before i then comb my hair with my fingers. I recite my morning chant helps me take charge of my day
It's not like I can't leave with out it but I just rather say , besides it's become like a ritual to me every morning I say it
"You are amazing, You are the best in every thing remember that when your sad cause you know you are the best"
Once I'm done reciting it a few times I walk to the kitchen , I see my mother making eggs and waffles
"Mother, you know I'm a pancake personnn" I whine
"I know, I made pancakes for you with chocolate chips. Check the microwave"
I smile and walk the microwave to retrieve my favourite meal. Mother always made the best pancakes I don't know why but I think I appreciate it more because she always made time to make breakfast for the family even when she's really busy although I'm clearly old enough to do it by myself she always insists on making breakfast and dinner
"Mom?, has dad gone again?" I say not looking up from my plate
"Yes,left this morning. He wanted to wake you up but you got back late yesterday so he decided he'll call you once he arrived in Greece" She says apologetically
This was the usual excuse my mother gave for my father, "he wanted but you were asleep" . I know i sound like a brat but you can't blame me, my Father is always travelling somewhere and he always made up with gifts you know like to buy our forgiveness and frankly it gets old
He missed so much big steps in me and my siblings life so didn't really bother me when he got gifts to woo us but now I mind a lot
Instead complaining i just shrug it off even though it's bugging me
I nod and just keep eating my breakfast only answering my mother's questions occasional with "hmm"& "yeah"
I know she feels bad for me but I try my best to brush it off , by now you'll think I'm used to my father never being around
Once I'm done eating , I take my plate to the sink for washing then walk back to my room only to see my phone screen lighting up then my ringtone sounding out immediately after
I look down to see my best friend name in the screen Pammy , my nickname for her I pick up the phone then slide to answer the call
"Hey" I say casually waiting for her to speak, she asks me to come out with her there was new movie in the cinema she wanted us to see apparently she had been waiting for it to come out
I think about it for a minute before before agreeing telling her I'll meet her at the movies which she agrees to.We say our goodbyes hanging up . I walk to my walk-in closet to pick out an out-fit for my day

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Before The End
Storie d'amore"I know what you're saying and I can now feel your pain"