''Hydrana!''
''Hydrana!'',through the thick fog of sleep and pain I heard my name being called successfully waking me from the little sleep I manage to get every day.Today had finally come again, my ninth birthday .I let out a soft sigh, something seemed to rub me the wrong way about this day.''What can be worse than this '' I muttered .
Since I've been a loner for practically my whole life I sort of developed a habit of mumbling and speaking to myself ,if no one will speak to me at the least I should be there for myself.I'm such a loser .....sigh
''yes mum!'' I yelled after some time ,alerting her that I was awake and coming .As I ran down the stairs I came to an abrupt halt when I saw her in the kitchen, when was the last time I saw her there .Hearing my footsteps halt she turned around , till the point where her back was to me I permitted myself to hope because she hadn't insulted nor manhandled me ,maybe ...just maybe -
that was till I saw her eyes , the way she regarded me her daughter , empty ...her eyes were empty and that hurt .It hurt more than the slaps she gave me for calling her mum ,it hurt to not be loved by my mother .
''yes mum'' my voice came out lower than necessary as the realization sunk in .
''what day is it today?'' she asked with false curiosity ,she could never forget the period when her husband left. I stopped hoping he would come back after the night she beat me up for calling his name .
''Its my bir- I mean 4th April ''
''Good . I think its time I do something about that '' .That....came as a shock to me and for the first time in a long while I did not know what to feel. I was conflicted . Her eyes told me nothing had changed ,but her words.....they gave me hope .Something I did not want to keep.With how unlucky I was it surely would end up crushed .
As evening arrived and the time for the party came I realized I did not know who was invited to this so called party of mine and this new piece of information kind of made me nervous .Something nagged at me that this was all false , a plot where I would end up losing but some where deep inside her words gave me hope .I could have my mother back ...I prayed to whom ever forces controlled this world to be on my side and help me.
A knock on my door woke me from my unconscious state .
''Hydrana I hope you're ready , don't keep my guests waiting '' mum hissed through the door .Taking a large gulp air I smoothed the wrinkles in the dress I wore and went to face the guests .
Since we had a large backyard, it made sense that mum made parties there .As I passed through the house I noticed the decorations seemed familiar ,from the blue-white balloons ,to the blue petals on the floor, just like my sixth birthday .
My heart began to race in my chest but I paid no heed to it because I was already outside, it was now or never .
Lights ,that was the first thing I noticed , lights came on me as I emerged from the house -
''And here comes Hydrana!, honey come up here on stage with mummy'' .I moved skeptically to the make -shift stage at the center of the backyard and placed my hand in my mothers'. I've never been a crowd lover and now even least but if this gave my mother the strength to overcome her demons I'll do it over and over .
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Okay so here is my new story Hydrana and by new I mean first and only , and I will really appreciate your comments , advice and most importantly votes,support, did I mention votes, tips and finally votes....lol
It starts out boring but we're getting to the juicy bits...I hope
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PROPHECY
Fantasy'' ON THE SECOND DAY IN THE SIXTH MONTH OF RAMOTH ,THE GATE KEEPER WILL DIE ,LEADING TO THE SCATTERING OF THE PORTALS IN DIFFERENT DIMENSIONS AND THE COMING OF THE CHILD OF PROPHECY TO OUR LANDS, THE KING WILL RETURN an- '' ''Impossibl...