Sada Anthony, is a young black girl from LA with a group friends and a loving mother. After the loss of her father and major heartbreak of her teen years, the last thing she was looking for was love.
Especially if it happened to be with a straight g...
"Maddy, wake up." I whisper shaking her body. She groans and swats me away.
"Go away Mandi." She mumbles tiredly and I sigh loudly falling onto the bed next to her.
"Come on Maddison!"
"Sada please go away!" She grumbles with irritation in her voice. I smack my lips and thump her ear. I hop off her bed and leave her room to go to mine.
"Mommy she's not budging." I yell from my door and plop back onto my bed.
Maddy came Sunday night after my friends went home. I forced her and my mom to talk but it hasn't really changed much. Maddy is still distant from her and my mother continues to try. Hopefully she'll come around.
I hop off my bed, grabbing my phone, feeling the need to meditate and make my way out to the backyard. I grab my mat from the basket by the door. I lay it out directly under the sun and get myself into a comfortable position. I focus on my breathing and the sight of my surroundings before I close my eyes. Once my eyes are closed, I take in the sound of my surroundings still taking deep breaths.
I listen to the leaves blow in the wind and the birds chirping. The sound of cars honking not too far away and the faint sound of a frog near by. My mind drifts away to a complete blankness and I feel my body get lighter. I sit in the blankness and pull myself back to something else. This time I focus on how my body feels, I wiggle my toes and focus on the air blowing between them. I focus on the pressure between my thumb and index finger, the prickle of the grass from under my mat, tightness in my knees and the beating of my heart.
After I feel content I flutter my eyes open and smile. I sit still in my position for a few more seconds until I prop my phone up on the rock by me. I pull up my camera to record my daily yoga routine; since I'd promised my followers I would.
Ten minutes or so I finish and retreat back into my house. I grab a bottle of water from the fridge and sit on the floor by our couch. I pull up Instagram and post a few clips from my yoga routine and a picture I screenshotted from my video.
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After doing that I leave my phone on the floor to go shower and get ready for the day, the fact that it's Christmas slipped me mind just like that.
I walk into my bathroom and see Maddy is finally up. I smile at her brushing her teeth and silently strip from my clothing.
"Mandi! Cover yourself." She shrieks covering her eyes and I shrug.
"You're so dramatic." I step into the shower and slide the glass door shut. I turn on the water and wince at the cold water hitting my bare body.
"I'm not dramatic. I don't want to see your vagina." I roll my eyes and mock her silently.
"We all have em child." My mother says as she passes by the door.
