Lonely Heart

Chapter 1

Her Name is Leila Khalid,
She Was born in Dar es salaam Tanzania, she lived with her mother and grandmother. She was the only child in her family and her life was perfect.
Her mother was a known doctor working in government hospital and she was paid well, Leila was studying in a good school, eating healthy and being the mamas girl she was.
Leila was only 6 years old in grade 3, one day she came back from school and realised her house was different, their were alot of people and most of them were crying, she did not understand what was happening so she dicided to look for her mother to ask what was going on.
She went straight to her mothers room and found her grandmother on the floor crying while her mother was lying on her bed covered with sheet all over her body.
She went to her mother and started calling her" mother mother wake up, what is going on?grandmother is crying and so is everybody else, what is happening?" But there was no response.
One woman pulled her away and told her that  she needed to calm down because her mother was dead and her uncles and aunts are on there way to come and pick her..That moment Leila felt like her world was crushed down with just a snap of a finger and she fainted.

Leila
I woke up to unknown place, it took me a while to recognize where i was.
Its my aunt Delilah's house and i was lying on the sofa at her living room. She was sitting right next to me looking at me with soo much pitty and pain, that's when i remembered what happened and i started crying. It took me a while to calm down and stop crying into my aunts arms. I was given a room and told to rest for tommorrow we will be burrying my mother. I was devasted and exhausted when i hit the bed sleep took over.
The next morning i woke up and did my normal morning routines, after i was done i went to the living room and met with my aunt and family all ready to go.

After the funeral my uncle one of my mothers brother decided to take me and go live with him and his family together with my grandmother, since i was only six years old i didnt know what to do so i accepted what ever i was told. "Leila everything will be fine,your are my responsibility now and my family is happy to live with you, dont worry about anything my dear child you will be fine" That moment i realised i had to be strong and accept whatever was happening.
After 3 days we were finished with the funeral and we started our journey to my uncles Place in Arusha, i was worried about my life, how its going to be, will the family love me??will they see me as their own? Will i be happy? I had so many questions in my mind without any answers.