(Drowning Series - Book One)
Alexandra Ariana Marino; The first born girl in three generations, known as the girl who always smiles and lights up her family's life.
Suddenly tragedy takes hold of her and she loses both of her parents right in fron...
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Alexandra Ariana Marino
Saturday April 18, 2015 — Eight years ago
Mama once said she ran from Italy to run away from her problems, she would run so far that even her fears couldn't chase her.
I think that is how I found myself running around the large family home while trying to hide from my brother, Romeo, after I took his favorite pen. If I just keep running he can't catch me.
I actually think I lost him five minutes ago. This house is huge and I'm a fast runner.
"Alexandra Ariana!" My big brother shouts as I come to a halt in front of him.
"Giovanni, don't shout at my daughter." Mama says while disapprovingly shaking her head, slowly entering the foyer from the kitchen... Or the weapons room, I'm not sure. They are both in the same direction.
"She's running around the house like it's an amusement park, and because she doesn't seem to know how to behave indoors she nearly knocked over the vase." He replies, slightly angry that I'm not the one being told off.
You should learn how to have fun mister, maybe then you wouldn't be so grumpy all of the time.
"It's a twenty-five dollar vase Gio, it's not the end of the world. Plus, I never liked that one anyway...." She trails off, "actually... Please break it... We can just blame the cat."
"We don't even have a cat... Right?" I asked, very confused. Have we had a cat this entire time and I just didn't know? How rude.
"We can get a cat and then blame it for breaking the vase." Mama said
Without thinking much of it I walked proudly over to the table that holds the vase I accidentally bumped into, reached for the glass, and dropped it straight onto the floor.
I've always wanted a cat.
"What happened? I heard a crash?!" Papa said, rushing into the foyer before looking between me and the shards of glass a few dozen times.
"It was the cat." I shrug while tilting my hands and putting my palms up.
"Principessa... We don't have a cat." [Italian Translation: princess]
I gasp, "How dare you imply that Ghosty the cat isn't real, you should be ashamed of yourself mister. You know what... To make up for it, you should bring me to go get ice cream."
"Are you serious right now?" Mr. Grumpy face mumbled before storming off. Nobody needs you here ruining the vibes anyway.
"You heard the princess, go get her some ice cream for insulting Ghosty the cat." Mama says with a light chuckle.
