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Chapter 5: First Sight

                 Chapter 5: First Sight

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I had woken up at seven thirty and I had quickly just heard the alarm clock going off. I didn't have time to snooze. So I had pressed the end to it and I had crawled out of my bed and I immediately got in the shower and I had washed my hair and body. I towel dried my hair for a bit and then I brushed and combed my hair. I then tied my hair back into a ponytail. And I took out a black skirt, a white plain blouse and black dress shoes. I took a white ribbon placing it in my hair over my ponytail elastic.

I hardly wore a lot of makeup this morning. And then I grabbed my phone and my purse with it and I headed downstairs to make myself coffee because I needed the energy. And besides I woke up extra early when I'm not due in until nine. And I just wanted to look presentable for my first day. And last night at dinner I told mom about getting this job and she was very excited.

    I had at least plenty of coffee to keep me up with energy. But I'm gonna be fine because I'm an early riser. And while refilling my cup up again, I heard mom coming downstairs and she looked exhausted still. I had sat at the table with my cup giving myself the energy I need.

"Good morning, honey." She said, getting herself her own cup of coffee.

"Good morning, mom." I smiled.

Of course I knew that today will be another heat wave. This is Los Angeles and it's going to be extremely humid. And I am just going to walk into work for my first day trying to have quite the day. I hope I looked presentable enough. And of course I just stared at her once she came over sitting with me and I sent her a smile.

It's crazy about all the things that had happened. I think about what dad did to me by sending me to that stupid hospital. And then it got me thinking is it constantly on mom's mind? She visited me five days every week. And my dad used the excuse he didn't visit me 'cause he was too busy. And I call that bullshit. He was just too much of a coward to face me. And he knew what he was doing the second he sent me away. Threw me in there like a piece of trash. And I have never exactly understood his mind. And as crazy as he can be is what makes him crazy.

    Sometimes I have spent hours crying. And that was when I was in the hospital. And I used to replay the events of that day over and over in my head. And now that I'm feeling freedom I don't need to remind myself of it. But no matter what it's still there. A constant reminder. And it's always on my mind. But how am I supposed to move on? Forgive my father? I don't think I can face him after what he did. And if he thinks he's talking to me anytime soon... I got three words for him; GO TO HELL.

     I had just focused on my coffee and I feel more awake than I have ever in these past months. For months I felt like I had just been sleeping and then today I finally woke up. From all that pain and all the misery.

       I refilled my cup of coffee again, just before I would have to leave.

   "So today your going on your first job." Mom couldn't believe it that I saw the constant look of excitement on her face.

   "Mhm." I nodded, drinking from my coffee quietly.

   "My first job was working at Dunkin' Donuts when I was just about your age. And it was definitely worth it. And that was in the early 90's." She said.

      My entire day is mostly being at work. My hours nine to six. And so I had just thought of how I will be surrounded by the cups of coffee and lovely and naughty customers. And my co-workers. And of course I just look at myself in a dreadful way. I'm wearing a short black skirt and this white button down blouse. And these nice dress shoes. Maybe I should wear black nylons. This definitely worries me of how I look.