Chapter 1 part 1
It was 8.30 am. A 17 mwaka old girl lay asleep in her bed, a naughty smile on her face. She was obviously dreaming. She put her arms around her mto like she was embracing it. She could dream on forever. But unfortunately…
“Isabella Swan, if wewe wish to be on that plane in time, wewe better get your pretty punda out of your kitanda right now!” a female voice shouted from downstairs.
Bella groaned and with her head half underneath the sheets she touched for the alarm clock. She opened her eyes a little a checked the hour. The knowledge she gained, made her eyes almost fall out of their sockets and her teeth out of her mouth. She gasped for breath and fell out of bed. “I’m okay” she assured herself as she got back on her feet and ironed her pajamas and hair, before she went downstairs to the kitchen.
Mrs. Dwyer was sitting at the breakfast table, calm and relaxed. Bella rushed to the table, grabbed a sandwich, sandwichi and crammed it in her mouth. Mrs. Dwyer looked up at her daughter, her nose curled. “Bella, that’s disgusting. Have a kiti, kiti cha and eat your breakfast the way I taught you” her mother ordered while she slid the chair inayofuata to her backwards.
“I don’t have time to have a proper breakfast” Bella alisema with her mouth full of sandwich. “Besides, you’re the one that alisema I needed to hurry up, so that’s exactly what I’m doing”
“Yeah, but that still doesn’t mean I wish to see the content of your stomach, thank wewe very much” Mrs. Dwyer alisema with a disgusted expression. Bella gazed at her mother for a sekunde and blinked her eyes. “Yeah, whatever” she alisema a little absent-minded.
“You don’t have to do this, wewe know. We can always call the institution and ask for help” Mrs. Dwyer softly said. Bella jerked her head to her mother, a furious gleam in her eyes. “My dad is not going to an institution. He’s not crazy!” she exclaimed.
“I’m not saying he’s crazy, honey” Mrs. Dwyer defended her self. “But your father is not the easiest man to live with”
“I’m not the easiest girl to live with” Bella replied. “Look, mom, I think it’s in our best interests if someone familiar goes there and since wewe have your life here with Phil, I’ll have to go and I want to go. I won’t bail on him. I won’t let him down”
Mrs. Dwyer sighed. She realized her daughter was not going to change her mind. “Okay, sweetie, I’ll respect your choice. Just promise me you’ll try to be happy there and call me a lot”
“I promise, mom” Bella said, relieved her mother had accepted the situation.
“One zaidi thing” Mrs. Dwyer alisema and she looked her daughter straight in the eye. “Promise me wewe will not mysteriously disappear like your father’s accompanist”
It was 8.30 am. A 17 mwaka old girl lay asleep in her bed, a naughty smile on her face. She was obviously dreaming. She put her arms around her mto like she was embracing it. She could dream on forever. But unfortunately…
“Isabella Swan, if wewe wish to be on that plane in time, wewe better get your pretty punda out of your kitanda right now!” a female voice shouted from downstairs.
Bella groaned and with her head half underneath the sheets she touched for the alarm clock. She opened her eyes a little a checked the hour. The knowledge she gained, made her eyes almost fall out of their sockets and her teeth out of her mouth. She gasped for breath and fell out of bed. “I’m okay” she assured herself as she got back on her feet and ironed her pajamas and hair, before she went downstairs to the kitchen.
Mrs. Dwyer was sitting at the breakfast table, calm and relaxed. Bella rushed to the table, grabbed a sandwich, sandwichi and crammed it in her mouth. Mrs. Dwyer looked up at her daughter, her nose curled. “Bella, that’s disgusting. Have a kiti, kiti cha and eat your breakfast the way I taught you” her mother ordered while she slid the chair inayofuata to her backwards.
“I don’t have time to have a proper breakfast” Bella alisema with her mouth full of sandwich. “Besides, you’re the one that alisema I needed to hurry up, so that’s exactly what I’m doing”
“Yeah, but that still doesn’t mean I wish to see the content of your stomach, thank wewe very much” Mrs. Dwyer alisema with a disgusted expression. Bella gazed at her mother for a sekunde and blinked her eyes. “Yeah, whatever” she alisema a little absent-minded.
“You don’t have to do this, wewe know. We can always call the institution and ask for help” Mrs. Dwyer softly said. Bella jerked her head to her mother, a furious gleam in her eyes. “My dad is not going to an institution. He’s not crazy!” she exclaimed.
“I’m not saying he’s crazy, honey” Mrs. Dwyer defended her self. “But your father is not the easiest man to live with”
“I’m not the easiest girl to live with” Bella replied. “Look, mom, I think it’s in our best interests if someone familiar goes there and since wewe have your life here with Phil, I’ll have to go and I want to go. I won’t bail on him. I won’t let him down”
Mrs. Dwyer sighed. She realized her daughter was not going to change her mind. “Okay, sweetie, I’ll respect your choice. Just promise me you’ll try to be happy there and call me a lot”
“I promise, mom” Bella said, relieved her mother had accepted the situation.
“One zaidi thing” Mrs. Dwyer alisema and she looked her daughter straight in the eye. “Promise me wewe will not mysteriously disappear like your father’s accompanist”
