My past condemns me

story by yuziki

-I just wanted to go back and reverse everything!

* The girl with the light blue hair cried *

-Why? WHY, MOM? WHY FATHER? WHY DID YOU HAVE TO LEAVE ME HERE !!!

(Flashback Off)

* Alarm clock rings *

-This dream again ... * I rub my forehead that was wet with sweat *

-It's always that, why does it still torment me today?

{-Well, I know you don’t understand anything!

Well ... my name is Kimy, I am 16 years old and I have lived in New York since I was 14 years old, my birth parents left me in an orphanage when I was 8 years old, 6 years later I was finally adopted and brought here to NY, and the dream I had, or rather ... nightmare! It was the “simple” memory of that day! Now I have the rest of my life}

* I get up from the bed and head towards the bathroom, look at myself in the mirror and see my tired face again *

-Why even after being adopted, everything does not return to normal? Why am I still like this after all? * soak my face to try to wake up completely because it already said 6: 19 on the clock *

-and here we go again ... * simulate false enthusiasm *

-Kimy ~ ready yet?

* my half sister Minah comes into the bathroom with our uniform on *

-I'm already going Minah! * I said closing the bathroom door, because I was changing clothes *

-For hurry up !! * she said and left *

(Breaking Time)

_House 6: 49_

* go downstairs and see my “parents” at the table having breakfast *

-Good morning * they said in sync *

-..... * I didn't answer, not because of bad manners, but because I was late! *

-LOVE YOU!!! *run to school *

(Breaking Time)

_School 7: 09_

-I ARRIVED! * scream when I get to school and keep running to my classroom *

_Classroom 7: 11_

* I walk into the room and ask permission for the history teacher, he grants it and I go to my place *

- Did you dream about that again? * my colleague / friend at the table asks me *

{this is Lisa, she has been my friend since i arrived here in NY and here we are}

-Yes! * I say quietly and right after I lay my head on the book I just placed on my table *

to be continued