Chapter 1
I've got to find her! I've got to find her I shouted in my sleep. Suddenly I woke up. "Darling are you all right" Peter called through from the living room. Yes I'm fine I hesitated not really knowing what to say. It's like this every night. I always dream about her it's never any different. You're probably wondering who she is well I don't even know who she is well I do know that she is my mother but I don't know what she looks like or what her personality is like. My Dad never really talks about her and doesn't have any photos. I've asked him why and he just answers no need for photos your mother is well away or something like that. I have to find out what he means by that "she is well away" what does he mean. I have to find out!
I go down stairs and explain to Peter that I want to go and find my mum, He doesn't really listen at first he just nods and turns his attention back to the TV. I take that as a yes but well I turn my back and head for the door he screeches at me to stop. Go to find your mother he repeats I don't think so. But peter I scream back, determined to win him over with the sad look on my face. I said no and I mean no, your dad has told you not to so don't Carla. I lower my head and walk up the stairs. I had lost the battle and that called for one thing. I had to run…
My legs started to ache; I must have been running for miles now. I remember passing the Rovers and the hairdressers a few miles back though I couldn't work out where I was, I had lived on the street for 5 years and I still had got lost it must have been for the nerves. Though I somehow managed to jump on a ferry not having a clue where it was going but what I did know is that's its taking me away from here. Then I can start to look for my mother with no one to stop me..
The ferry hauled to the port and I strode off it. Where do I start I whispered into myself. In the distance I managed to make out a library and that's where I decided to start.
I typed my surname name into the computer and it came up with a family tree showing all my close relatives. I then came across a Mary Arch-well that must be her I whispered. I found her I then screamed out I have found my mother! The librarian came over to me and asks me to hush she then glanced at the computer screen she told me that the woman I found was not in fact my mother but my grandmother. Ohh I replied I just assumed. She peered at the screen your mothers name is Lyra Arch-Well. Lyra that's a beautiful name a name that I'm sure suited my mother. Do you know your mother the librarian asked, no I don't know her I replied that's why I'm here I'm going to find her. Find her the librarian questioned…
Yes I've never met her and I want her to be here with me and Peter for Christmas. What is your name dear the librarian asked me? It's Carla I replied. Carla… has your father not told you, told me what I retorted. About your mother, well my dad never talks about her so I don't know anything about her. Are you not familiar with the name Lyra, Lyra Arch-Well? Well no it's the first time I have heard it. "Why". Ella your mother she is very well known. Known for what I replied…The librarian hesitated. At that very moment she stode in my mother.