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Chapter 1, Introduction
Life's A Bitch.
Hearing that your parents have been murdered is heart wrenching enough, but actually watching it…is terrifying, too horrible for words. I had more of a life to live. I wanted my mother to help me pick out my wedding dress, or my father to hold his first grandchild. Then again, everyone will want something that they never receive. A home, a child, or even love.
Anyway, I Amaya Hikaru, 16 years old, had to move to a foster family. As I gazed out the car window, I watched droplets of water stream down the thin glass, wincing when I remembered my parents' blood staining the carpet. It's time for a fresh start. Grandma drove the car silently, and I couldn't help but notice the sadness in her eyes. Apart from my grandparents, the rest of my family lived in England, so I had to move to a town just outside my old one and live with some foster parents.
"Life's a bitch." I said simply. Grandma looked at me with sympathy before turning her head to the endless road.
"Darling…People are like rain drops. You get all comfy in the clouds but eventually, a storm will arrive and you find yourself falling. It isn't only you falling. If you give up, you will fall to the ground alone. Although, with enough hope, you find other droplets combining with you to make a puddle. Puddles can get messy. Then again, it's because of this puddle you get to go back to the clouds and start again, with more storms to face."
"But what if I don't want to be a raindrop? All there will be is storm after storm! What if I actually want to be happy?" I interrupted.
" You have to remember that after every storm, comes sunshine. With sunshine comes a rainbow. Think that the sunshine is a sign of hope and the rainbow symbolizes a new beginning." Still looking out the window, I waited for the sunshine. There hadn't been any since my parents had died, which had been almost a month ago.
"On the brighter side" She continued "We're almost there." I replied with a 'humph' and looked at the back seat. Norm, my tri color basset hound, was sitting in one of the seats, with his head poking out the window, tongue lagging out of his mouth as his ears flapped in the wind. I silently giggled to myself.
The simple things in life…
The car slowed to a halt in front of a white, two story building. Two adults with brown hair stood outside smiling broadly. I had already met my foster parents, so I wasn't surprised by anything.
"Will you be alright?" Grandma asked. I nodded and got out my suitcase. I only kept some of the clothes I had, not wanting to take anything I wouldn't wear. I hugged grandma goodbye and I felt a tear roll down my cheek. She was just going to leave me there by myself!
"Be yourself." She whispered in my ear before getting Norm out of the car. To be myself I would have to be…happy. How could I be happy at such a time? Then again, I once had a friend who had been through a lot of pain in her life, yet she was one of the most hyper active people in the year level. Sighing deeply, I smiled my sweetest smile, heading to my new life.