Fading Into Beautiful Light
So your probably thinking that this is one of those stories where the girl tells you about how she had the perfect life and everything was awesome. Well sorry to disappoint you but it isn't.
Where do I start? Okay lets go back to when I was about one years of age maybe younger, my dad died so I guess you could say we never properly met. He was in the Royal Air Force and his plane was shot down in The Gulf War. Then it was just me and my mum.
She was always at work and never had time for me! She didn't have to work infact she had loads of money in her bank. I mean millions! Whenever I asked her why she worked, she would say "To distract myself" I never did understand that till about a week ago. When I was stood next to her grave. Two words car crash. She was now dead and all I got from people was How are you? and Are you okay? Then there was the odd look on the street, pointing out that I was an orphan.
Here I am a Sixteen year old girl stood in a foreign country's airport waiting for my cousin Kurt.