Maggie POV
My whole world was falling around me.
My Mom and I are huddled together in our bomb shelter. She is desperately clutching a picture of my older brother and my father. The picture was taken of them the day they left to fight in this ugly war. Ever since then It has just been the two of us. She was singing a song she would sing me when I was little to get me to sleep. She hoped that it would have the same affect now. However I hear the sirens and bombs dropping in the distance that make my sobs harder. Sleep was not happening this terrible night. We sit and we wait. We wait for the sign we can get out. We wait for what felt like an eternity.
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"Do I have to go Mommy." I asked and I know what your saying why is a fourteen year old girl talking like she was five. Well you would be to if you where being forced to be leaving the one family member you have been with for months.
"Yes sweetheart. Your going to stay with your Uncle. It's much safer there." She said holding my hand tightly has the others are saying just as tearful good byes to there loved ones.
"Hey look at me. You are a strong, confident, beautiful young woman. I love you so much." She said crying and holding me bone crushingly close. I don't care I hug her right back.
"Love you too Mommy." I say sobbing. As I start turning around my mother stops me.
"Here." She unclips her locket with our family picture in it."Take this that way where always by your heart." With tears in my eyes I go back for one more hug.
I board the train to scared that if I look back I might not be able to get on. I get to my cabin and look out the window. I see mother trying to look strong for me.
"Good bye my little princess. I love you." She called after me has we pull out of the station. As tears stain my cheeks at my old nickname.
"Good bye. I love you." I shout back as I watch her disappear further and further away until she is gone.
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"Margret Rose Hunter? I'm the housekeeper to Professor Kirke. Now come with me to your uncles." Said an older lady with glasses who was the only one at the train station.
She loads my suitcase into the back of a horse drawn carriage. She let's me sit up front with her. She didn't seem like the warmest person. The ride to the estate was silent. As we pulled in my uncle was waiting at the door.
"Margret how wonderful it is to see you again. Come give me a hug. Why I have not seen you since you were four or five." Said Uncle Kirke as I go and give him a hug.
"Yes, it's been a while uncle. How are you?" I asked being nice. As the man said I have not seen him since I was little and since then he is just some one who sends the occasional letter. This man was a complete stranger to me. However if his everyday behavior is like my welcoming then he is like a giant
stuffed bear.
"Oh I'm fine darling. However I am very busy and I must get back to work. I'm sorry that you won't be seeing a lot of me in these next few days. will show you around." He said and started walking away. He suddenly turned around as if remembering something. "Oh. There will be another family coming to stay with us tomorrow. Alright dear I will see you later."
Great I think not only am I away form mother I am staying with complete strangers.
"Alright come on girl lets get you to your room." Barked . "There is some rules you will have to go by while your staying hear. Number one you must not disturb your uncle he is a very busy and important man. Number two there will be no running or shouting in the halls. And number three no touching the artifacts." She says as she leads me up a duel stair case. She leads me into a dull room with three beds in it. "This will be your room. The family coming to stay with us tomorrow is four siblings. You shall share this room with the two girls. The boys will be down the hall. I shall see you in the dining room at seven o'clock exactly." With that she left.
I claim the bed closest the door. I sit there and hold my mothers locket and pray that I can go home soon.
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"Margate get up!" yells at me. One this you must learn about me is I am not a morning person. Yelling at me doesn't help. "I am going to the station to pick up the others and when I come back you best be dressed in some of your best clothing understand!"
I reply a sleepy yes and she is gone. I force myself out of bed and get dressed.
I examine myself in the full length mirror. I see nothing special. I see my long brown hair that is a few inches past my shoulder blade with my boring hazel eyes. I'm a little on the chubbier side. Not fat not skinny. Average. That is a perfect way to describe me. Average. I wear a floral skirt and a teal sweater that is huge on me. Those where the nicest of the few cloths I had in my ratty old suitcase. I run a brush threw my hair and tie a teal ribbon in my hair so it's half up and half down. I don't feel like a fourteen year old girl staying with her uncle. I feel lost and with out a home. I am a refugee after all.
My thoughts are interrupted when I here a horse pull up to the front of the house. I play with the locket again. Well I guess this is it. Time to meet the other refugees.