The Life Lived By Andrea
The morning sun stood in the sky like a shinning light bulb. The chirping of the birds sound like a popular song. The trees danced from side to side.
Andrea's phone alarm went off making her jump out of her slumber. Her long cinnamon hair covered her face as she stopped her alarm.She jumped out of bed and slid her feet into her bunny bedroom slippers. While trying to remember where she placed her glasses she knocked over a picture of her father.
As she saw his face, she remembered the day he was taken away from her. She was traveling the world with him while her mother became a writer.He was a drug lord but she was too young to understand what the term meant. Until one day when they returned to Japan.Her father was arrested and was sentenced fifty years in prison.
She went into the kitchen to prepare breakfast for her mother and herself. Her mother wasn't home that often.She was always out by the bar or with strangers. When her mother did come home she starts to yell at her and treated her like a servant.
When she was finished eating breakfast she decided to finish her painting. With a big smile she rushed outdoors with her paint and paintbrush. While painting she saw some children running to school. Then her smile faded away. "You miss going to school,huh?" Andrea's neighbour, Sakura, asked as she watered her plants.
"It's okay, my mother said it's better if I stay home and learn online." She said elated to see Ms.Suzuki.
"You shouldn't be afraid to tell your mother what you want to do." She told Andrea, "When your mother comes home you should tell her something that you would be interested in doing ." Ms.Suzuki recommended to Andrea before she left. Andrea knew talking to her was already hard to do so telling her what she wanted to do was going to be hell on earth.
Andrea took one of her bags that was beautifully designed by her deceased grandmother who drown, Andrea was swimming with her when it happened. She then dressed up in a short pants, a jacket and a tank top. Every evening she leaves the house before her mother comes back and goes to a teenager hangout area.
When she got there she was watched by all the boys. But there was only one that caught her eyes.
His name was Akio Sato. He had black hair and his eyes were light brown. Andrea starred at him before she was rudely interrupted. "Andrea stop looking at Akio, he has a girlfriend ."
"I was,I wasn't looking at Akio who told you that?" Andrea whispered to, her friend, Sara Ueno.
"Andrea you know everyone could have seen you right," Sara said making her feel embarrassed, "You like him, do you" Sara continued.
"I told you I can't like boys until I'm seventeen. " She said with a fake smile.
"You have fun waiting for someone to love,"she said smiling before saying the big news, "Andrea I just got a boyfriend and his name is Honho."
"Good for you!" Andrea shouted in her mind angrily. After having a drink with her friend she quickly got home and changed her clothes. Her mother entered drunkenly and started throwing stuff down. "Am, mother I want to talk to you about something" Andrea said nervously.
"What the hell do you want you brat?" She bellowed at her .
"I wanted to ask if I can go to school." Andrea said with a smile.
"I already told You you are better learning at home!" She said as her eyes swirled all over the place.
"But dad would have allowed me to go to school, you just want me to stay in this dungeon for my whole children hood and be your maid!"
"You know what, since living here is like hell I want you to get out of this house and to never come back and I never want to see your face again!" It sounded like the whole world heard. Then she slapped Andrea and watched Andrea walk into her room. Andrea took her two suitcase and packed her stuff in them. Her tears dripped from her face as she walked out the house. She was going to her neighbour but she wasn't home. She then walked as faraway for her mother and went by a bus stop. She then laid there and cried her self to sleep.
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