Chapter two Who was I? Part one

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" Hello. I am Lulu." I say to the woman standing in front of me. 

" Hello.  ..... Hello. You look just like .... the photography they gave me." She said holding back  the tears. I think she is trying to say I look like her dead daughter. Most families do. Just not at first. But this is different. This is my real family. This was my home. I inhale deeply. Smell like cookies and I don't know why but it bring me comfort.

" So, where will I be staying?" I ask as I look around the room. It feel like I know where I am but I just can't remember. 

" O yes. Sorry I need to tell you something first. My darling daughter... died. She would be sixteen today. You will be staying in her old room. I haven't done anything to it yet. I haven't gotten the strength to clean it out. Will you help me? It is your room now. I am sorry if I cry. But I will be fine I know she is in heaven thinking of me. If you want to know anything about her I am more than welcome to tell you. I am Carrie but you can call me Mrs. C if you like. " She says with a smile.

" Okay mom." I said as if it was natural.

" Let me show you to your room okay Lulu." Mom says

"  Okay. But what was your daughter's name? " I ask already know the answer

" Lucy. Lovely lucky was what her boyfriend .. I mean ex boyfriend called her that. She was so kind." She says as opening my old room

" Just because your name is Lulu here doesn't mean it is on earth. You think you know everything about your old life but you don't. they tell you one thing but it's really other."


I remember what Grace told me. " Sounds beautiful." I say

" You remind me of her. You know." Mom says.

I look at her funny. of course I do I am your daughter. " I do? How?" I ask.

" You just do. You two could of been sisters. She had blue eyes just like you. Wth the same sparkle in her eyes. I miss her so much." She says with a sigh

" Can I see a piture of her? " I ask.  I want to see myself. I want to see if I remember anything about myself.

She goes to my old night stand and picks up a piture frame. " Here. This is Lucky at nine. " She says as handing me the piture.

I look at it. Nothing. No memory of anything. Nothing is coming to me. Nothing. That word. Nothing. There is something about that word. Nothing. O shit. I forgot my mission that's why nothing seemed weird. I look at me. I feel theres something but I don't know what. But that is not my mission. I need to find out about Jason. Maybe he was my friend. I'll ask to get some information on me and Jason.

" Did Lucy have friends?" I asked

" No. She was an loner. She hated people. She loved music and drawing. She never had a friend. but there was Jason but that was her boyfriend. He comes by to check up on us once or twice a week. He is super sweet but he's girlfriend is the devil in heels. Same name but polar oposites. He was so .." She trails off as were packing my old things.

" I love the room. Only thing we really have to put away is Lucky's clothes. " I say

" O those are new. There yours. We found out your size and shoe size so we bought you some clothes. I wanted it to be a superise. And  you really don't what to take anything down? " She asks shocked.

" Nope. It feels like home. Plus I feel like she is my sister since she was also your daughter." I say

Mom looks at me funny " Okay. Want a cookie Lulu? " She says putting the picture back.

" Yes I would. " I say looking at my old bed. Home isn't were you are it's were your heart is. And my heart is in heaven.

We walk down the stairs and go to the kitchen.  I sit in a chair at the kitchen table. I look around it looks like I been her. Like it's ....... O my god I remember.

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