Eliah’s Point of View
I was woken up by the sound of the alarm ringing. Just like what they have said; old habits are hard to break. It’s been two years but I can’t really get myself to wake up early. I slowly sat on the bed and turned off the clock. As soon as the room fell into silence, I stared at the blank wall. Then, I heard someone knocking on the door. I went out of bed and opened it.
“Guten morgen, Eliah,” the person in the doorway greeted me.
“Guten morgen, oma,” I greeted my grandmother back; My Mom’s mother. She wants me to join her for breakfast but I asked her to give me some time to prepare. It has been three days since I arrived here in Munich. Before going here, I dropped by in Dublin where Dad’s family relatives are residing. They welcomed me with open arms as soon
