Freya
"Yes, we'll pick one up, don't worry about it. Come on guys, I want to get breakfast before we go shopping," the room was dark as my grandma's voice pulled me out of my confused state, like a fisherman slowly reeling in his catch.
"Hey, Freya, are you ok? You look like you saw a ghost or your going to throw up or .... something," Lian's voice whispered in my ear while my eyes slowly started seeing the foggy colors of the familiar kitchen.
"Yes dear. Coming dear," Grandpa groaned.
But, this has already happened. This can't be right, can it? None of this can be right ......
I heard Keira groan groggily in the back of my mind, and if it wasn't for my brain spinning out of control I would have been happy about that fact.
"Yeah, because all I want to do is spend the day shopping," K
