“sure I can tag along I need some new clothes” when my mom died, I was sent here by my father. After my mom's funeral a serious looking man in a tuxido approached me and told me he came in behalf of my father Aburame Saki “miss Hana my deepest condolences to you, I came here to give you this” he handed me a black bag, I opened it and I took out a recommendation letter to a school, a passport with a one way ticket to Florida, and keys. “keys? what is these keys for? and a ticket? what is this for? Florida?”
“I understand you're confused miss but you have to listen, since your mother has passed away your father will be your legal guardian we will give you time to mourn and pack your things. In ten days a car will pick you up here and drive you to the airport upon your arrival in Florida, I will pick you up and take you to your house......the keys are for your house and your car ” “a house? a car? I don't even have a license ” “you will get your license there miss, I'll get going then” “wait I didn't catch your name mister....” “call me Zed” I thought if my father is going to take me in it would mean I can spend time with him and have a better chance to get to know him but I was wrong. It meant that he's pushing me further away from him the worst thing is he recognised me as a daughter but he doesn't want me? It has always been a question for me why does it have to be like this? if I was the best thing that ever happened to him like my mom said why does it feel like I'm just an obligation?like an electric bill that needs to be paid.... every now and then that very thought crosses my mind and it just stresses me out in an instant so I relieve my stress by shopping for clothes, bags, and brand new shoes its like when I'm stress I always need new clothes