June & July

JUNE 1. Leaving : " You tell me to forget everything but bad memories ... they always bother you " My tiny hand came from under the covers and smacked expectantly on the alarm clock that ranged for the third time. Once again, the blaring noise of the alarm was gone and finally, I pulled myself from under the covers. The sun was plausibly rising and the dim rays made its way from window and through spaces in the curtains, landing directly on my face and making it difficult for my eyes to open. Sitting on my single bed that was at the corner of my spacious room, I rubbed my fists across my closed eyes to get better view of the surroundings. At last, my bare toes touched the marble floor and after searching my slippers which I found under the bed, even though I never placed them there, I made my way to the bathroom. While brushing my teeth, I kept looking at myself in the mirror. Even though, I looked quiet silly in my night suit and specially the nest in my hairs that would generally appear in the mornings. But that wasn't the concern right now, because the only thing that mattered now were my thoughts which I tried to swoosh away several times but they always came back, making me feel more depressed and sad. After placing the covers neatly on my bed, I looked across my room where large number of boxes were lying with different tags labeled on them like clothes, books, toys, accessories, give away...I just wanted to get rid of the truth that today was the last day when I would be leaving my home. My home will be a house for me in a few hours when all the things that my family owned will be shifted to somewhere else. But, removing our possessions would never remove my memories that I had printed in every corner of this house. I came back from my introspection when the burning smell of toast made its way into my nose. The burnt toast was now in the dustbin while I poured milk in the glass that was placed on the counter. Though, I never liked milk but my mother would always make me take it in the breakfast. She was surely asleep right now since I woke up pretty early today, just to have final look. After taking milk, I placed the glass in the sink and reached back to my room to get ready for school. I didn't knew why I was being the 'good girl' today because usually my mornings were late and eventually I was late for school since I would take hours to eat my breakfast that often consisted of a boiled egg, banana and a glass of milk. I mean how could a girl of eighth grade eat too much but my mother had some restrictions. Pinning the badges on my maroon colored school coat, I made a perfect high pony tail and finally when I realized that I look presentable enough, I left my room. The door of my parent's bedroom that was right next to mine opened while I closed my door. My mother came out with pale depressed face, assuredly shocked that how I was dressed and prepared to early but she didn't said anything since she looked like the saddest women in the universe, not having audacity to make things right. I peeked through my brother's room when I saw my elder brother still asleep, maybe he didn't had classes today while my younger brother was nowhere to be seen, probably taking shower. Instead of waiting for my younger brother, Noah, I made my way to the garden gathering every single memory. School, a place which is a part of my routine but still going there every single day never bored me, it always excited me. But today I felt like all my energy vanishing due to the recent events that have not even once disappeared from my mind. Few minutes later, I came back inside and after visiting every single room I realized one thing that leaving this house would be extremely difficult.