Preface: I Can't Feel The Pain
I lay cradled in the arms of Ms. Anne, a nanny I've had since birth. i woke to the annoying sound of the phone ringing.
"oh dear...! oh god...! no...oh, oh-no!!" i felt the tears of my care giver fall upon my cheek. from my angle, the looked like shinylittle stars. she hung up the phone and pushed more numbers. a while later she was talking, "Cornilia, Andrew and Jane are- okay, okay, i, I'll leave her at the door of the London- okay, be sure to visit her Cornilia... bye."
she took my basket and tied me in. Ms. Anne seemed to be overreacting. she gave me my pacifier. the next thing i knew, she had me in the care and was driving. she was driving slow, as if to be extra careful than usual. i sealed my eyes, and i next opened then to the sight of a candle-lit face i didn't recognize. i had no clue of what just had happened, i only felt alone. i cried, but Ms. Anne did not come to my side, it was just the unknown people. when Ms. Anne was on the phone...i heard my parents name and my grandmothers. i felt like crying again, when i saw her face. Cornilia Belle. my grand-mum...her face was like my security blanket. she was holding me. comforting me. i felt safe, and warm. i still had no idea of what happened, but when i was in Cornilia's arms, i felt like i didn't have to know.
