The starting of everything.

I opened my eyes, the rusty ceiling and the faint smell of dirt on my room greeting me an early morning. I got up from my dirty mattress which is my bed and walked towards the tilted window allowing the sun to shine all over me. The early birds chirping outside greeting me on the starting of the day. "AMARA" my mom shouted warning me to wake up and get started with my work. I sighed. Already knowing that the day will be a hectic one.

I tied my long charcole black hair into a bun some stands of hair slipping my hand and falling in its own accord. I had my trousers on which was only fit for the house. It had holes which was stitched thousands of times by me to hold it together. My light Peach T-shirt which had dirt and marks all over it. I slowly made my way down the stairs from the two stored building where I was staying. It had beautiful walls ceilings and big rooms where 10 people could fit in. You must be thinking such a big house and why am I staying in a rusty room??.... that's because I am an adopted child. I still remember the day in the orphanage. I was 11 years old and when the dean said I am going to have a family of my own...i was on cloud nine. I couldn't be more happier thinking of a warm family I was going to have. The couple didn't have any kids for 10 years of their marriage and wanted to adopt me as their own. I had it all. A happy family of three, a caring father and a loving mother. We were happy, dad whould always get me toys when he went out for any business and mother would always feed me delicious meals she prepared... but... everything changed.... I guess even god doesn't want me to be happy.. he took away my happiness... my parents.... and again my adopted parents as well. After 9 months of being adopted my adoptive mother suddenly became pregnant. I was happy for them but after the baby girl was born everything changed.... their attention towards me becames less and slowly I became like a servant in this house. I don't mind working for them they gave me a house, a family, food to eat, clothes to wear and paid for my education. I'll always be under their debt however they treat me.

After 7 years of my life in this house. I have known that nothing in this world comes for free and blood is always thicker than water.

That's why the only thing that gives me a peace of mind is books. I have always been fond of books. As my sister says it... "A nerd" Yes I agree I am a nerd. library is my heaven my safe place and books are oxygen to me.

So back to reality, I entered the kitchen ready to make breakfast for everyone. Following my daily routine I started up with cleaning and preparing tea for everyone. "AMARA" my mom shouted again and I knew what she needed. I ran with a tray of tea for the family not thinking i might fall and the hot tea may fall upon me. But thanks to god's grace nothing that sort happened. "I am sorry.. the tea is here" I said placing the tray on the dining table with was so big that can even hold a entire football team but to my luck I have never gotten any chance to sit on those comfy chairs. As I was going to leave to prepare breakfast my mother stopped me. "Amara wait". I stopped on my tracks and turned towards her.. "Yes mother" I said head down unable to look in her eyes. "It is your first day of high school... As the first child of the Lii family you can't embarres us" Oh how could I forget... it was my new start a new life in a new school I have earned myself scholarship in one of the most famous school and I was proud of myself. But I was scared to.... scared to meet new people because I knew how bullies can be. I didn't talk much in my previous school and always spend most of my time in the library but some rich kids hated it..... hated how poor I looked and made fun of me and even played tricks on me. But I wished these won't be on my new school. I wish I had friends... I could share my feelings with.

"Here take this" My mother's voice pulled me out of my trance. She handed me a bag filled with clothes and continued... "wear these" she said and went off to her room. I was happy... not for the clothes... but for her care and concern even if it wasn't for me. It still ment something that I lacked for...in this life.

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I was in front of the gate which had "WELCOME TO BS" in bold letter. I was here...... my dream place A business school. As per my mother I wore what she gave me. A light pink crop top which ended at my belly button and a blue jeans which fitted me all at the right places.

my hair up in a ponytail. I looked just right for this place but deep inside I knew.... I never belong here.

After my classes I sat down in the library with my favorite book which I took 30 minutes to find in this big library.... This hall was twice the size of my previous school and the books all around here looked fascinating.

I opened my favorite novel "The love within"

and started reading it. I have read this book for the 10th time now but it still gives me surprises evertime I read it. I turned to the next page to read the para but suddenly a piece of paper slipped off. I picked it up and was placing it inside when suddenly something caught my eye. I picked the slip and and read it. It said "Do you believe in soulmates?"