Imperfect Perfection

CHAPTER 1

Athanasia POV:

-ts time .....wait what

Its time ,my girl......whats time for what

Come , come with me...........NO,u freaking weirdo

Wake up

"WAKE UP , U LAZY ASS. OR I AM GONNA EAT YOUR NOODLES." Shit, my sister is damn loud. Wait......... NOOOOOO, MY NOODLES. MY LIFE. "I am up, I AM UP. Dont u dare to eat my noodles. I will come in 20 mins. " Gosh, I am sooooo sleepy. 

I enter , more like stumble , the washroom in my room, and open the shower. AHHHHHHHHHH, COLD WATER....go away let the hot water come and wash my body....lol..i know that it doesn't rhyme. Anyway,the hot water is sooo good, I mean who would resist hot water. "SOOO, BEFORE U GO. WAS THERE SOMETHING I COULD'VE SAID TO MAKE YOUR HEART BEAT BETTER. IF ON-"      "SHUT THE FUC*K UP, I SWEAR TO LORD, I AM GONNA RIP YOUR THROAT WITH MY BARE HANDS, THEN BURN YOUR VOCAL CHORDS, FOR RUINING THE SONG."................ok boomer....i am not gonna said that because i love my throat and vocal chords where they are, thank you very much..............my sis is more scary than medusa. I quickly dressed up to some comfortable clothes and ran for my breakfast as i didnt like MY food to be eaten my someone else other than me.

Anyway, I went downstairs, yes, we have stairs, wohoho. So, I entered the dinning room, which just a space in between the kitchen and living room for a table, but we call it a dinning room. And there stood my delicious, exotic, yummy, and wonderful NOODLES. I quickly gobbled it up so that i wouldn't be late for school.

I told my mom and my sis (my dad was already at work), goodbye and went off on my journey to the bus stand. l walked over to the bus stand and looked at my watch and noticed that I had 15 extra mins for the bus to come. I looked over and saw a delicious shawarma stand across the road. I thought one shawarma wont take so much time and I can have it for my lunch if i couldn't eat it now. So, I waited for the signal to be green for us to cross and started to cross the road. In the middle of the road, I got pushed by some idiot and stumbled a little. "ITS TIME, ATHANASIA" I could faintly hear the voice and looked back to see who whispered to me, before the blazing sound of a horn could be heard and an agoninsing pain spread across my whole body. I felt myself, or my body, flying across a few meters before slamming towads the ground with a thud. Shadows of silhouettes around me, the stench and the taste of metallic blood in mouth. Everything is seemed to be in slow motion. My eyes felt droopy and I couldn't fight the urge to close them. That realisation made the believe the truth of my end. I didnt wanted to die. But, I can't control my life. I wish that i could be the ones like the wattpad books I have been addicted to. ITS NOT FAIR. God, U better have a good reason for my death.

 As I was taking my last breath, I realised that I DIDN'T EAT MY SHAWARMA.