Looking beneath

Chapter 1

As it was with everthing else, my happiness was dissolved.
It wasn't much, really, but when my father disapeared, it was as if my whole life were turned upside down.
Actually, it kind of was.

I grew up in a large city, where the crowds were big and space was small. We did the best we could, but I really did not have many luxuries.
My mom was Alicia Hall, a tall business woman. She was nice, but we didn't spend much time together.

My father, on the other hand, was the most god-like human I have met.

Not that I have met many.

He is relatively short, and I was almost as tall as him. He has large brown eyes, amusing and playful. His smile was the one of an angel; he could make the grumpiest man break into laughter.

He used to read me stories every night, and help me cope with school. I'm not a naturally smart person.

I miss him.

My parents met in a club, when they were not the most sane. With a few gulps of alchohol, anything can happen. Like love. They got married a few months later, and had me on January 17th, 2020. I was a naughty child, they said. I always used to knock down glass and break pots. They were extremely pleased with me, though.

Except when  came.

They swooned over her, made sure she had all that they could provide her. She always had bows in her hair, ate the most delicious foods, and never once was told to be quiet.

It was alright though, because my mom started to leave more often, and didn't have time for my sister, or me. She came back late at night, when I was asleep