I was feeling cold so I sank more into the blanket. I tried opening my eyes but I couldn't. Why I'm feeling like my whole body is pressed under a huge rock. I feel someone creasing my face, it felt so good. I feel love in these creases. But the question is who's the owner of these hands? As those hands kept creasing me I again started to fell into the deep slumber.
This time when I opened my eyes the room was dimmed light but I could see properly that this is not my room. I stood up immediately but regretted as it made me light headed which caused headache now.
"Damn it, my head." This time when I got up I did it slowly so I don't get light headed again. I got out of the room and looked to my left and right and thought where am I, I tried to remember but couldn't.Towards my left was end of the corridor so I went in the opposite direction. I kept going straight and then turned towards the direction it kept going; then I entered the living room area which I felt like I've seen somewhere but couldn't remember it again. I jumped when someone placed a hand on my shoulder. When I turned around I see an old woman smiling at me. I tried to remember if I saw her before but no so I asked her in a confused voice " who are you?
I'm Genoveva Barone, Edwaldo's nonno.
Huh...." I replied why in the devil's hell I couldn't remember anything and why the hell is she smiling at me like she just found her lost puppy. I tried to remember anything but couldn't and on top of that my headache was getting more and more strong which caused me to hold my head tight. I shut my eyes so tightly that with that I lost my balance but someone held me before I could fall. I opened my eyes slightly to see a man with hazel brown eyes. " Hazel, are you okay?" He asked and I shake my head to tell him. "What happened? Is your head hurting?" I again nodded my head. The pain worsened and I couldn't bare it anymore so I started crying. " please stop it, please, make it stop, please, please, please, please." I kept on chanting it as if it will magically make it stop. Unfortunately, it didn't and I felt something pinched on my neck and then within few seconds I lost consciousness.
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General FictionAn orphan girl who never knew what was her real life untill she met them. All of them, they changed her life and she did their magically like an angel. Let go on this life adventure of Hazel who thought she might never be lucky enough to get the pri...