People - Part 1I open my eyes. Dark. Everywhere. I don’t know where I am, I just know, she could have helped me.People - Part 121 hours ago in Short Stories
Another morning. Another day. I just don’t want to go to school again, I want to go back home, back into the US. I’m missing my friends, everyday. In Boston, you can do something in the afternoon, but here in Hampshire?
She comes in, like everyday, quiet, walking to her chair in the last row. Isabella, the new one, lieved in Boston, that’s all I know. She doesn’t have friends in our class.
“Mara, what’s up?” – “Nothing.” – “Oh, come on, where are you?” – “Ehm, I’m here.” – “Will you buy the CD?” – “Yeah, of cause. Who wouldn’t?””
I know they are watching me, just because I’m new. I don’t want to have friends here. I just want to go back, live with Dad in Boston, not in Hampshire with Mom. The only positive thing is