In The Dark by Isabella O'Brien (librera reader txt) 📕

I was finally happy. Happy to get out of the city I grew to hate. I always wanted to live in a small town. I have never been the one to be known as a people person. My name is Rosalina but as far as everyone in this town will come to know me as Rosa. I moved to get away from my mother who fantasized about being a teenager. I practically raised myself and as far as my father, I never met him. He died when I was one. I have little to no memory of him and that is how I wish to keep it. My mother had told me stories about him, about how he used to beat her until one day she took me and ran. She said she could never Escape his dangerous eyes. It wasn't until I was four that someone in his family had reached out to my mother to tell her he had passed on. Dad said that he died from a broken heart but me and my mother knew best and we knew that he died for alcoholism. I never wanted to meet my father I never wanted to get to know him. I told my mother I no longer wanted to live in the city she had then told me if i wanted to I could stay in our families home in the mountains. She allowed me to move and break free from her. She had always known that I can take care of myself and much better than she could ever. I enrolled myself in a school being only 17 living on my own life seemed perfect. That was until I met him. 

 The house I was living in was quite large, with six bedrooms and three bathrooms the house stood strong. It was a three floor paradise left all to myself. My mother ran a company that produced environmental safe outfits. Surprisingly the business did amazingly well considering she didn't have a professional bone in her body. This was the reason we had lived in New York. Mu mom sent money every month for me to live off, like an allowance for food, school supplies, and whatever I needed. As far as the bills they got sent to her apartment in New York to pay. I always knew my mother loved me but I always knew she also saw me as someone who just stood in the way of her dreams. I didn't think about it to much because I knew it would bring up old feelings of sadness I had long sence gotten over. When I arrived to the house I seen a beautiful dinning room set along with cabnets of food picked out for me. All my things were placed in the master bedroom. When I entered the master bedroom I could see long windows that show the entire Forrest from a third-story view. It eas honesty breathtaking. A large bed layed in the middle of the room with a note on the fluffy comforter. 

Dear, My precious Rosa,

Im sorry the city was not for you. I have trust in you that you will take care of yourself better than I could ever. But that does not mean I will not be checking up on you every couple months. Please know that I love you. And I will talk to you soon if you ever need anything to call and I will forward money into you checking account. Love you.

Mom

My mom always felt like she could never provide the life I've always wanted for myself. Mainly because the life I wanted was not the life she wanted and she refused to give up her perfect dream and I refused to let her. 

I begin to start putting away most of my things that I had brought from New York. The house was fully decorated in modern art and as far as appliances. I began to soak it all in. I felt finally at peace like I was living the life I was meant to be. A new school started tomorrow for me, it was already the second semester. I laid out my clothes and made sure all my forms were in order. This was my new beginning

At night I layed in my large bed, I did not feel scared of living alone in this grest big house. When I lived with my mom most nights i was by myself in the apartment, she was to busy at clubs or spending then night at some strangers appartment. But I layed there and it all just felt right. Accept this feeling I knew all to well. The feeling of something missing. But the feeling slowly fell to the floor as I was beginning to fall asleep.

The sound of nothing filler my ears as i drifted off. It was amazing to not hear constant horns and music for living in a city that never sleeps was tiring. But not to long after falling asleep was I awoken by rustling of branches against my window. I looked at the time and saw it was only twelve o'clock in the morning. I opened the large window that droped from the ceiling to the floor. When it opened it revealed a balcony. And I saw the branches of a nearby tree that was scraping against the glass. I broke the branch of the tree and threw it down in hopes of peace and no more noise to wake me up. Before I went back to bed I looked over to the forest. I then saw a glimmer of gowing blue eyes. And just as I seen them they vanished Into the Night. I then closed the glass door and locked it. I nosaled back into bed knowing that whatever was there eis gone.

 I awoke to my alarm blaring. I I stretched out my muscles and slowly got out of bed. I will admit I'm not a morning person but I've gotten up two hours earlier than I expected. As lame as it sounds I was excited for my first day of school. I began to warm up my car, before moving my mom gave me her silver 2010 Dodge Charger. This is also the car that I drove nine hours to get here in. As the car warmed up I made myself breakfast and begin to get ready. It did not seem that long to get ready. I let my hair fall down like i normally did. I then threw on a pair of skinny jeans, a maroon shirt that flared out by my hips the top half was fitted to my curvy body. My mother always told me that peplum shirts made my skinny body look more "fluomucios" what ever that ment. I then slid on my old pair of black vans, grab my breakfast egg burrito and was out the door. When I got to my car I plugged in the GPS to go to Woodburn Highschool. 

It was not a far drive it probably took ten to fifteen minutes. The whole drive with straight through the woods only to see a house every couple miles. I could feel the butterflies in my stomach but instead of butterflies give her more like boulders, thrashing themselves up and down my stomach excitement. When I finally arrived to the school there was a large bear statue carved out of wood by the main entrance. I parked my car in the senior parking lot as close to the sidewalk as I could get it. I wouldn't say I was a bad driver or inexperienced to drive her but I was not the best. I gently slit on the curb a little bit no damage to the car no damage to the curb just a little embarrassing noise that caused a couple of stray looks. As I looked around I noticed that I was a little out of place. Most of the kids driving beat up old trucks with the paint chipping off them. I thought to myself 'well if I dinged the e car up a little when I hit the curb maybe that wouldn't be a bad thing, maybe then I would fit in more with the other cars'. I then began to smile at the thought. I grabed my bag from the back seat and open the car door. I could see only a few kids piling into the school but didn't look big but it was certainly not small. As I walk the halls I realized that maybe I was overdressed, it might have been my first day but to everyone else it was only the second semester. I found a teacher and ask her which way was to the office she pointed down a long hallway that almost seems never-ending. As I entered the whole day I was greeted by a lady who looked about sixty years old. Her gray and silver hair Sparkles under the light. She wore purple large framed glasses that covered most of her face. It looked like the glasses magnified her eyes and I could tell that she was nearly blind. " excuse me do you have my schedule but I didn't receive it through the mail like I was supposed to supposed to?" I asked her nicely. She turned her head up and looked at me as if very confused. I looked at her with a blank stare and she returned the blank stare back at me. I began to say the question again maybe she just didn't hear me I thought. As I was halfway through saying the question again someone interrupted me. "She can't hear. She must not have her hearing aid up all the way." A low pitched voice said to me. I turned to face them. He walked over to the front desk. "Turn the hearing aid up all the way Gretel!" He said loudly with emotion pointing to his ear. The old lady sitting behind the counter must have realized what he was talking about because right then and there she turned up her hearing aid it said "how may I help you child" As she spoke I could hear her voice was old and frail. "Hi, um... do you have my schedule I'm new and