I open my eyes, the ceiling is still there, white and dusty. Delicious, mouthwatering smell comes into my room. Pancake I guess. That menu was too mainstream in our family. Boring.
Knock! Knock!
"Ayden, wake up! Breakfast is ready!"
My younger sister, Jane. I pull the comforter to close my face, ignoring her. Waking up to eat the same meal everyday is not my priority today. I just want to lying on my bed. Doing nothing.
Knock! Knock! Knock!
"Hello!!! Mr Ayden Hunt!!! Can you hear me?! Wake up!! I'll count until three. If you are still in there, I'll take the spare keys. By that time, please be ready. I'm really good at tickling! ONEEEEEE, TWOOOOOO......... " she's yelling her heart out.
"Yeahhh, I can hear you. Stop counting Jane! Give me 15 minutes okay? I need to wash up." I answered to her while grabbing my towel, heading to the door.
"that's my brother. Cool. Your 15 minutes start now!", she talked while running towards dining area.
She sometimes used to be so annoying. But, I love her. She's my only sister. I am ready to give all I have just to get her back into my life.
***
I finish my bath. I am wearing a jeans pant, black in colour and hoodie of the same colour. Hair gel is applied to my hair just to ensure that it will not turn messy as I walked around in this windy day.
Few minute has passed. I grab my purse and watch and moving slow down the stairs.
"Hey mom, dad. Good morning.", I greet them politely while setting my butt on the chair next to Jane.
"Good morning boy.", mom said, kissing my hair.
"Nightmare again?", asked Dad turning the mood of all people around the table into silence.
I nodding, slowly. "again. Like always. But all of you don't have to be worry. I am okay." I tried to make them less worry.
This past few weeks, I always had a bad dream. I don't think it is bad, more to weird. There's a flock of birds, to be exact owls flying above the sky towards our house. What make it weird is that among them all there is a white, beautiful owl holding a letter in its beak. Creepy isn't it? It is.
