first one

The gray world. It was cold and empty. No emotions, no life. It was scary. The heavy thick air was pushing me down. It was almost dark. Moving shadows were everywhere. I was afraid. I wanted to run away but I couldn't leave my only hope. "Take my hand! Cmon you can do it! I won't let you fall! I can't lose you!" I was screaming in the fear. He was hanging on a cliff. I was trying to reach him but I couldn't. He looked at me "Baby I'm sorry." and at the same time the tear dropped from his pretty blue eyes. His hand slipped and he started falling into the darkness. "nooooo!" I was drownin in my tears.
I woke up sitting and screaming. Slowly I realized that it was just a dream. I couldn't stop crying. Why was I dreaming him? Again and again I see him fall. I want him to live. He is so beautiful and carryin. He tries to protect me but in the end he dies. Why him? He should live. I wish I was stronger that I could save him. And those eyes. I know them. The face isn't the same. But the eyes. Who is he?
I was sitting in bed and thinkin about the dream when the phone rang. "Hello?" "Hi Lucy. Can you please cook the dinner tonight?" "Yes mom. When will you come?" "We will wait your brother to finish the training and then come stright home." "Ok see ya." So I have four hours until they come. I have enough time to practise and then I can go cook.
I went to the bathroom. It was pretty. I liked it more than the old one. This was in deep red and clean white colour. Around the mirror was mosaic of red roses and the floor was in dark gray. I loved this colours. I think that this is the prettiest room in this house when we talk about the colours. I washed my face and hands and then went to other side of the house.
The small doors were leading to pretty room with light orange walls and mahogany wooden floor. The room had big window and under it a long orange sofa. Small glass chandelier was hanging from the ceiling. In the middle of the room was big medieval harp. It took your breath away. In the mahogany colour matching the floor andn the body the golden fower pattern. Even if in the room was only harp it didn't seem empty at all. Everything was matching so perfectly. I loved this room. It calmed me down. I felt safe with harp. Slowly I closed the door and walked to the harp. I checked if it was in tone and then sit on the piano chair behind it. I usually talk about harp as I'm talking about a woman. Because it's curved body and voice reminds me of a beautiful woman with powerful voice. As the woman would get attention just by standing there and take away breaths from many people when speaking so does the harp. I put my hands around the harp and slowly leaned it on my right shoulder. That amazing feeling when I put my fingers on the strings it makes me feel powerful. I started playing. I played for hour or two. I have lost feeling for time.
My mind went back in the past. I remembered of the days when I was still playing on the playground with my childhood friends and of the first day I saw the harp. I get full of the emotions. And then comes again this picture of my first and only boyfriend I ever had and how everything felt apart. I suddenly become sad and I lose concentration. I fall out of rhythm and stop playing. God I hate my past. It was enough of playing for today. I kiss the harp and put it back on it's place.
I go to my bedroom to see the clock. Nice, I have two more hours to make a dinner. I make the bed and change the clothes. I don't like walking around the house like a boy. That are clothes just for school. This clothes are to hide my body to take away attention from my curves. I dress up in big blue t-shirt and white leggings. That's better. I put on the fluffy black slippers and brus the hair in a ponytail. I went to the kitchen. On the way I stop in the bathroom and wash my hands.
Kitchen and dining room are in the same big room. Red and white furniture is matching with brown massive table and six elegant wooden chairs around it. I think that the kitchen is little too big and the place around the table should be bigger. We just get moved it so of course it will be all new and weird. But anyway I will get used to it.
I found the right drawer with pots and took one of them. I will do pasta because I'm not really in the mood for cooking. It took me three minutes or more to find where I can turn on the stove. It's my first time cooking here. I wasn't really there with my head. I cook often and I know how to do things here even without thinking much. My head was busy with other things. At school today I made a bad impression. I shouldn't talk back to that guy. What will they say tomorrow? And that Alex. Is he a nerd? Do they like him or he just wants to take advantage of me and finally make one friend?
I was busy with my thoughts and I didn't heard my family come home. Bro came behind my back "What are you cooking? It smells nice." I almost screamed how he scared me. We end up laughing. "Pasta is almost made. Go wash your hands and come. We will eat soon" I replied and turned off the stove. I put the plates on the table with food on them. Slowly they all came to sit around the table.
"So how was your first day" dad asked me. "It was super great! And the classmates are so cool! I really like it here. And mom you know our headmaster reminds me of grandma. She is so huge" started talking my brother passionately. We all burst into laugh when he mentioned grandma. "Huh good one Victor. That was hilarious. But you shouldn't talk like that about grandma" said dad still laughing. "Nor about headmaster" added mum. "Anyway nice to hear that and now Lucy tell us about your day" dad pointed conversation to me. I put the fork down and looked at him "It was nice. Boys are good and I have a teacher with afro hairstyles. I like it here. We finally have snow at winter." I quickly changed the topic of conversion.
Until the end of dinner we were just randomly chatting. When they finished eating I cleaned the kitchen and went to my room. Victor came in little after me "Is someone you already like? Are boys nice or must I take my tennis racket and balls and go shoot them?" he started asking. "Vic is ok they are nice for now. If will anyone annoy me I'll tell you. Please leave me alone I want to go to sleep." I tried to quickly end conversion. "ok ok. Goodnight." he said little sad and left me alone. "Night." I quickly said before he closed the door. I got the towel and went to bathrom. I took hot shower and then came Vic and we washed teeth together without talking.
"Goodnight!" I said loud on the hall and then went in my room. It was still early to go to sleep. I took my diary and started to write what happened today. I quickly became sleepy. 'no messages' was written in my phone. Nice no one misses me. I open the window and lay on bed. I have nice room. Red walls and green wardrobe. The table across the room and the small drawers near it. Everything was still empty. I wanted to get rid od everything from the past so I decided that I will buy everything new when we move and so did I. But it's not complete. I'm missing still few things. Huh tomorrow again to school. I hope for the best.
I turned off the light and felt asleep.

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