value of the world

Chapter 1

The value of the world... What does that mean?

It was 6:11am the sun was rising and that was when I knew I came out from the darkness and into the light. I felt the wind hit me as I looked to my mother holding me in the hospital bed smiling looking so happy and out of pain, and tears coming from her eyes because of happiness she whispered to me 'annabelle I have brought you into this world, its not going to be a easy journey it's going to get harder each step of the way but I promise you that you can get through this no matter what happens'.

Her eyes started to fade and the people around me started to panic and before I knew it I was taken away from my mother and was put into the room next to me by the reception where my dad stood in worry. Hours later I saw the nurse walk up to my dad, I saw tears dripping down his face walking towards me. He entered the room and whispered to me 'mummy is no longer here anymore but I promise I will look after you but just remember mummy loved you for you coming into this world'.

Days went by... Weeks on end...months felt like years...

A year went by and soon before you knew it I became 1 years old by then I had forgot who my mother was or what she looked like but as a baby you only have such little memories of the days that go by I spent everyday with my dad since that day. We had a very close bond me and my dad did but he reminded me that it does get harder from here. He used to cover up his face after that and go pika boo! Or he used to tickle my feet or if he was really energetic he would chase me around the house to make me laugh.

Weeks later I started to go nursery while my dad went to work... He worked as a development engineers were he would make things or even upgrade that specific product. He was good at his job and everyone loved him and would support him at work no matter what he was going through he would always have someone there to help him through the hard times and sometimes dad would always tell me everything he did and made. He would pick me after he had finished work and sometimes take me to the park or somewhere like that and we would get some food after.

"Few months passed"

Days have gone quicker than ever and came to the day of dad's birthday but he had to go to work but he promised that we could do something after work if there is time so I went to nursery for a couple of hours... The hours felt like years but soon dad came and picked me up and we went to the beach! It was the first time I have been and seeing the sun fall behind the waves of the water hitting against rocks was amazingly beautiful as I started to fall asleep dad picked me up and put me in the car. We soon got home and dad put me to bed after our little trip to the beach and then went to bed himself.

"Few years went by"