Chirping of birds can be heard by her broken window. Cold daybreak breeze rushed inside along with the dirty drapes. Rustle of hard floor mattress and soft moans escaped from her mouth as she moved to ease the pain of her right shoulder. Pulling the old blanket up, she settled the pillow.
She jolted awake, sit up straight. It was not because she had a nightmare or because of the chirping of birds ,it was because her mother's continues calls. Lifting herself up she folded her mattress, blanket and set it aside.
"Oh! I'm late!" she muttered to herself. Opening her shared room's door, which she shared with her younger brother, she paced out side.
"Morning dear, did you slept well? " said a middle aged woman, mother of two children. Her beautiful olive skin and shine on those majestic emerald green eyes shows that she was married young. Her yellowish white gown hung her body like a cloth on a hanger.
She was married when she was seventeen and had her first child at eighteen. But slowly, slowly time is consuming her too. Her once tight skin getting losed day by day. Her once flawless skin are having thin lines on them. Those majestic emerald eyes will lose their shine someday too.
" Yes mother!" still in daze she replied.
"hmm, now go get ready or you'll be late." Mrs Jones said
"Umm, hmm. " she replied.
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"Elverin, dear do it fast your father is waiting for you! " called Mrs Jones
Elverin ,a smart and beautiful teenager. She got her olive skin and small stature from her mother and blue eyes, intelligence and blood type 'B' from her father. Curious for everything she finds interesting but a big coward. An obident child but never praised for.
She ran towards the main door, where her mother stood calling for her.
" Coming..... Mother do you need anything else? " Elverin asked
"No, it's enough for today. Put your boots on. Your father will be angry. " she said while holding the boots and placing them on the floor,she helped Elverin to put her legs inside.
Her legs slipped inside with a light tug. Soles of her shoes felt like paper under her feet, it won't take long to break down soon. After all it was her mother's once but she gave her boots to Elverin because she needed them most.
Elverin hung her black bag over her shoulders and ran outside.
"ELVERIN? "
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This is for today, I need sometime to settle down first then I'll post long chapters. It won't have many chapters, since it's a short story. And please don't be rude if there's gramitical errors,wrong spelling.
No one's perfect till then lots of good wishes and love.
Your young writer,
Ayizar.
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