Invisible String

Chapter 1

Prologue

"Where are you from?" I asked the boy sitting next to me. I can  barely see his face, but I can see the sadness in his eyes. We are watching the sunset here in top mountain. I look in his direction, he's like comes from a wealthy family he's clothes is clean he's wearing a denim short with white top he has shoe's and white socks higher than his shoes. He's looking at the sunset.

He never responded. I just jostled by him when I was going down from the mountain getting some mangoes.

"It's beautiful here " he said.
"Indeed" I replied and look at his pointed nose. I admire his soft skin and almond eyes, his eyes is turning orange because of the color of the sun. He's such a cold person.

I handed him one mango.
"I like to stay here" he said.
"Then live here" I enthusiastically replied.

"But I want to prove my father that I am worthy of being his children"

I look at him confused.

"I'm turning 10 this weekend do you want to go to my birthday? We'll cook stir fried noodles " I changed the conversation.

He stood up. And handed me his hand. I reach it. He helped me stand up.

"It's running late we must go " he said. And walk while holding my hands.

"My dear! Where did you go " my grandmother worriedly said

"And you boy, you need to go home" she added and ask my grandfather to escort the boy back to their home.

"I think he's not living here" she asked while we go inside our  native house.

"You know ma! He's handsome" I told her and giggled.

She pinch my nose.
"Ouch!"
"Go inside your too young for love"

I closed book. I am reading my diary about the boy I met before we move here in the city. I smiled to these memories.

I smiled and open my favorite book by Jane Austen.

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To have a successful life you need to have a man who has big dream and achieve his success a woman's fate always seen in his man.that was my grand mother always thought me, to find a successful man, to get a ambitious man, but who cares if I was the one who's successful and ambitious are they ever gonna look for me?

That was I am thinking as I am laying below the apple tree in our yard, facing the it's leafs, the sun is hitting my forehead, it was a midst afternoon and the sun was about to set in any hours by now but I wasn't waiting for the sunset neither waiting for the apple to fall down in my face. I always thought why are they always look down to woman like duh!? We're in the 21st century.

"Gosh!" I said as I feel the hot, thick and watery thing that instantly drop down to my forehead.

"Nice! Guano what a lucky day I should've bet for a lottery I might win" I said to myself

I chuckled "graciousness laina what are you thinking "

I ran back to our house it wasn't that fancy but you bet, it is indeed big.

I walk to our yard the grass was green and there are flowers all over the way, my grandmother enjoys taking care of them. I was about to go upstairs to my room.

"What's that smell" grandmother said

"Oh dear what happened to you!"

"Don't make it big deal mama" I said to her and make my way back to my room

I close my wooden door and it makes a icky sound "uh why do have I to hear this a lot" I groned

I finished taking a shower, I sloppily dry my hair and with the towel and went back to bed and read my favorite book

"Why does Boys in the books are better than the reals ones " said to my self.

Disappointed I stood up and go to my desk full of papers

I don't know i feels like It is much easier to search things when it's messy. I get a piece of paper and wrote to my diary.

Dear Diary;

Had a very much realization today, first to never lay under the tree, I thought if the apple hit me I would be like Isaac Newton but rather I am hit with a poop, hahaha you must be judging me diary from head to toe. Okay so going back my realization today diary is that not all beliefs are true, I don't see myself marrying a man of my grandmothers dream, in fact I have met this boy Juanito he's such a fine young man, though, not attractive to me at all but he's not even ambitious and successful but he's hitting a lot of girl and I was like, eh?? But I think it's not my business cause It wasn't my life wouldn't be successful if they marry him,

I hope these people would stop telling us to marry a successful man ....... And uh diary I can be successful without a man.ike it's 21st century and still they thought women are weak"

I was really into writing I always wrote my thoughts and frustration in life, it's giving me peace. I put these paper in a old candy box, these is where I put my diaries. And hide it in my wooden walk in closet under my clothes.

I jumped back to bed.

I wonder how they knew who the right person was. Cause like there's no device that can tell that this person is right person to marry and this person will be the one you end up with or either this person would hurt you and you are not meant to be with this person, it was a risky choice to make and i don't take risk too often.

I stopped for a minute and stare our roof and close my eyes.

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*Baby crying

"She's indeed beautiful like you"

*Some enters the door

"Oh honey" said the man

" She's too precious for this world " the woman cries

"Shhhh we'll do anything to protect her" the man comfort his wife

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I can see the face of the woman she's exactly look like me who is she?

"Mom please take care of her" said the woman

" Do you really need to leave her? She's just few months old she need you"

"I know, but I can only protect her by doing these so please help us"

And everything went black again.