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The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. They must be felt with the heart.

    Do you know those moments, when you just want to hide under your covers to forget the whole world around you? Or as it is always portrayed in movies, when you submerge in the pool, let the water control your body and forget everything around you.

    That's what happens to me every time I think of my mother. She was irritable, but still the bravest woman I knew.
I love her more than anything.
I put the picture frame back on my desk, with the glass side down.

   "Anna? Your dinner is ready " Larissa our cook is standing by my door frame and looking at me. Her voice is monotone. Larissa is like a second mother to me and I'm glad to have her. She has been our cook for many years. I just nod. Normally Dakota would scold at me since she considers it as rude not to answer verbal, but she knows what day it is.

   Dakota Collister died four years ago today. My mother. I have come a long way, but I find it disrespectful not to mourn on her anniversary.

   My mother was a famous politician. She was passionate about it, defending her opinion and aims whit whatever she had. However, there were a lot of haters and enemies who did not share the same goals as my mother. There were many political conflicts. Successfull politicians. Same goes for the most of my Family. Me and my father are the excepcion.

   She was one of the most powerful ranks and when she even had a good chance of becoming the president's right hand, people lost it and it didn't take days for her until she was killed.

   I was devastated. As was my father. Weeks after her death he decided to join the police department because he wanted to be able to protect me and others like my mother. There were still many people who want to murder me because of my relatives.
And when I received my first blackmail a few years ago, he got even more determined until he reached the top of the top.

   My father ran the Federal Bureau of Investigation (FBI for short). His agenda is to put criminals behind bars to save potential victims like my mother. My father was very famous and wealthy. He has arrested many and made this country safer.
  However, because of this he was a thorn in the side of many offenders. They felt threatened by his success and were afraid to get caught.

   However, this also made many enemies. Friends, family and accomplices of countless offenders wanted revenge.

   Yes, this puts even more danger to my life, but since my savety is now my fathers profession I thought I was save.

I thought I was save