Some hours passed, as she sat there, on the bench in the hallway.Tears threatening to fall down her already swollen eyes in result of her wailing earlier. She started to hear footsteps, and voices coming from the right side of the hallway. Her school mates chattering, and laughing as the school hour was over. They came closer, and finally reached the bench the broken little girl was sitting on. Suddenly, the laughter slowly subsided, and was replaced with murmuring which were whispers that reached her ears. They knew.

    She sat there blocking the noises out of her head, not ready to linger, and throw salt on her fresh wound. Unfortunately, her thoughts came crashing against her will. The principal's words, her mother's smile, and the pain her mother had to go through, still not believing that she is gone...Forever.

    Her mother's dark hair, shining with the aid of the sun, and her smooth lighted skin that she has always prayed to have when she was older before Hades came in, and shattered everything.

     Her mother was diagnosed with cancer, and was later admitted to the hospital. She always visited her mother after school, and stayed longer on the weekends. Oh!, her Mama was so ill, she could see it on every bit of her Mama's tender body. How she wished she could share the pain with her mother, and relieve her of the suffering.

    Tears stung, and fought to be set free from her dark eyes. She gave up giving way for the salty liquid to pour down freely. "She is gone... My mother is gone.." She mumbled.

    She was unaware that her father had arrived two minutes ago watching his daughter in pain. Mr. Anderson, a very boxed up business man walked up to his daughter, and placed his hands on her shoulder, "Andrea.. let's go home". The little Andrea looked up, and hugged her father tightly because he was the only one she had now.

     A few days passed by, and Andrea watched her mother buried six feet into darkness at the age of ten. Four years later, her father had a car accident, and died on the spot. Her 'thought to be lovely' relatives shared all the properties amongst themselves leaving her with nothing. She is the Anderson's only child, and deserved all the properties owned by her father, but instead.. she was thrown into an orphanage.

     For five years... the orphanage was her home. No one really wanted to adopt her much to her liking. She was allowed to leave the crazy orphanage at Eighteen to start a new life on her own.

    "Andrea!!!" A high pitched voice snapped her out of her thoughts pulling her back to reality. "Get your butt off that stool, and take the orders of these customers!" Mrs. Rogers yelled popping her head out of the kitchen door shooting invisible daggers with her eyes at Andrea.

Andrea got up from the stool mentally hitting herself for zoning out during her work hours.

    Andrea got up from the stool mentally hitting herself for zoning out during her work hours. Andrea worked at a fast food diner, and she loved it. It pays well allowing her to pay up her rent if needed. She walked over to some customers getting their order one by one not missing a description. She walked over to the ice cream station, "We have an order her Miss" She said to a red-haired lady who looked to be in her 30s, Lisa. "Yeah yeah.... urgh... I really need a day off" she said taking a medium-sized paper from Andrea. "Really?... you just serve ice cream, and nothing more!. I wish I am in your shoes" Andrea said 'Matter-of-factly'.

       "You must be joking.... It is much more harder than you think kid" Lisa said giving Andrea the ice cream. ~How is serving ice cream hard?... Her two kids literally swim in ice cream every. Single. Day!!!~ She thought.

        She gave the customers their orders, and was about setting her butt back down on the comfy stool..."Andrea!!!!!" She winced when she heard Mrs. Rogers.

    ~Oh... i totally forgot... the dishes~ She mentally face pamed herself for her new forgetful habit.

      Work was finally over. The diner closes at 4pm. She took the train, and in 30 minutes... she was in her petite apartment, a living room, and a bedroom. It isn't much but she loved it. It was home. She checked the time, and it was already three minutes passed 5. She took a shower, and she lay on her soft couch, and watched ♡Grownish♡. Her favourite TV series. By 8.. She went to bed.

       It wasn't necessary for her to go to bed now because it was already the weekend... but she was so used to it she doubted she would change. Literally.

     The sound of the birds chirping was audible, as the sun started to shine trying to reach every corner of the city. It penetrated into the little space Andrea curtains created, and this made the sleeping girl to wake up.

       "Just some minutes please... I will be up!!!" She said tiredly as she turned to the opposite direction away from the sun.

       She slept for 20 minutes before she   decided that she has had enough sleep for one night. Andrea had her bath, and wore a blue jeans, and a white off-shoulder top which the length stopped at the top of her jeans. "Hmmm" she murmured admiring her slender figure in the mirror attached to her wardrobe. "I like it!"she concluded. She tied her dark hair into a messy bun, and applied a chap stick moisturizing her cherry lips.

     She stared at herself again looking at her dark eyes. She loved the fact that she looked more like her beloved mother. She wore white snickers, and heading for the library holding Amo Jones' ♡The Broken Puppet♡.

      Yes... She loves reading novels. She goes to the city's library every weekend to collect, and return the previous book she borrowed. She reached the library after 30 minutes, and when she stepped in... she noticed a slight change... it wasn't really noticeable unless you are really familiar with the library.

       She walked over to the librarian desk, and....*sigh* the librarian was changed too?

      ~What the heck happened to Miss. Peterson?. First... the sudden change of the library....Second... the change of the librarian *sigh* you can never tell what this people will do next. Maybe they sacked Miss. Peterson..ohh poor little Miss. Peterson ~

     "Good day Madam!" Andrea said "Good day!.. how may I help you?" The librarian said lazily. ~This librarian looked in her 40s... argh...it is so me to judge your age before actually knowing you~ She wore a weird pair of glasses that slightly emphasized her eyeballs.

      "I want to return this book..." Andrea  said taking out the book from her bag "...that I borrowed last Saturday..." Andrea finished. "Hmmm, The Broken Puppet....ok.....Thank you very much!. Would you like to borrow another book?" The librarian asked. "Yes... I would love to.." Andrea said with excitement laced in her voice. She couldn't wait to get the part three of Amo Jones' book.

      "Enjoy!" The librarian said.

Andrea walked steadily not understanding the change....

She looked for the part three of the book but could not find it surprisingly.

She decided to give up,and walk home disappointed but was suddenly attracted to a section that she had never seen before in any library. In this library to be exact.

It was named, 'LEGENDS & PROPHECIES'

Being the curious girl she was.....she decided to have a look at that section. She saw books that looked old yet intriguing.

She traced her fingers, touching every book, until she felt a painful electrifying shock from a particular book. "Argh!!!, what the...." she screamed from the unexpected pain she had felt...shaking her hand vigorously.