Morgan Smith
Waking up on a Friday morning, I felt so refreshed and elated because it was going to be a weekend and our exams are fast approaching. Reading for the exams wouldn't be a biggie for me so I am not too bothered about what might or might not come out in the exam.
After taking a shower, I brushed my hair and looked at myself in the mirror. My hair is quite scanty on my head over the years, when we went for a checkup, the doctor said it was due to stress and overthinking, which I am not sure if he was saying the truth or not.
I had to start wearing extensions because it didn't look like it would grow fast to recover the ones that I had lost. Sometimes I would wear a wig or just put enough extensions to cover them up.
It's embarrassing to just let my scalp-seeing head being showed to the entire school.
I packed my hair in a ponytail and made sure that it didn't look like I had extensions on, then my mind flashed back to how my mum used to braid my hair for school.
...Flashback...
"Your hair is looking so fine, baby girl," mum said after she was done braiding the second part of my hair.
I was sitting on her thigh as she put some of those hair clips and decorations on my hair. The one she and dad gifted me for my eleventh birthday and some of the ones we picked out when she took me shopping the other day.
"Thank you, mummy, I have thick hair just like you," I say to her and she chuckled.
"Yes, you took that from mummy... you have such beautiful hair and I am glad for that" mum said "Okay, I am done with your hair, let's head downstairs so that we can have breakfast and I can take you to school" she said and placed me on my feet, stood up, took my hand in hers and we began our way downstairs.
"Mark, are you done with the breakfast? We need to get Morgan to school early" mum called out to dad once we were downstairs.
Dad was in the kitchen pouring out some food on a plate while mum settled me on the kitchen stool then went to peck dad on his cheek and came to sit close to me.
Mum put some of the mashed potatoes dads had made on my plate and some chicken sauce then croissants for me to eat, she was putting some on her plate when I heard my name being called from a distance.
"Morgan!" I turned around to see who was calling but didn't see anyone then I face my front to see that I was sitting on a stool in a dark room, my mum or dad wasn't there it was just me in a quiet room.
I felt scared and heard my name again when I snapped out
...End of flashback...
"Morgan, be quick so that I can drop you off at school, I really don't want to be late for work this time" Ann yelled and I looked around my room and then back at my reflection in the mirror.
It was just a memory, a memory I want to be buried forever.
Letting out a sigh, I took my bag and put all the things I would need for school, holding my shoes in my hand before heading out and going downstairs to meet with Ann while wearing my shoes.
She was already dressed in her work clothes and was holding a lunch bag when I came downstairs. I smiled and walked towards her and when she noticed me, a smile graced her lips.
"I packed our breakfast so that we can eat it in the car" she gestured to the bag then looked at my hair and my clothes "You look gorgeous Morgan" she compliments and I smiled.
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General Fiction#1 in Christianstories - 10/2/23 #1 in bethel - 19/06/23 Morgan lost her mum and sister to a fatal accident and she came home one day to find her dad the only family she has dead, Ann on the other side finds Morgan and wants to help her heal. will M...