CHAPTER 1: Mom, Please Wake Up!
It was a dark and cheerless day for Nixon, he watched “them” bury his own mother in the ground. “I’m so sorry Nyx, please, if I can do anything to help, call me” Ema said and touched his shoulder. Nixon was never the talkative one, he just stood there staring at his mother’s grave. “Beep Beep” An old vintage car went. “That’s my dad! Uhm, See you tomorrow at school Nixon!” Ema announced while walking to her dad’s small Uno car. Her father was a poor man but tried to afford the best for his only daughter. He worked at the Koeberg’s nuclear power plant. Nixon could always just close his eyes and remember when he and Ema played hide and seek there after work hours.. “Ahh, the good old days,” He sighed. Dark, stormy clouds appeared in the sky and it started to rain. Nyx always thought that clouds could cry when he was sad, as if they could “feel” his pain.. “Like they say, after a hurricane, comes a rainbow..” He thought out loud while walking towards his parents’- or well should I say, parent’s apartment down the block.
A few minutes have past and he finally arrived at his destination, What a dump He thought and searched for food in the dirty kitchen’s cabinets.. ‘Beans in a can’ for dinner, just like always. He opened the can and started to devoir it. He was too lazy, he didn’t even cook the beans and didn’t enjoy the expired taste, yet his stomach said otherwise. He was so stressed out this week he couldn’t really eat, with his mother having cancer and all. It was 1 hour ‘til midnight, “Come on, tomorrow’s school, Ema’s counting on you! Just go to sleep and it’ll be morning before you know it!” Nixon demanded to himself. He sat on the couch and watched his favourite soap opera, Hillside, and slowly started to drift asleep…
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Nixon~ @_Etgrr_
Ema~ @_Emaa_
It was a dark and cheerless day for Nixon, he watched “them” bury his own mother in the ground. “I’m so sorry Nyx, please, if I can do anything to help, call me” Ema said and touched his shoulder. Nixon was never the talkative one, he just stood there staring at his mother’s grave. “Beep Beep” An old vintage car went. “That’s my dad! Uhm, See you tomorrow at school Nixon!” Ema announced while walking to her dad’s small Uno car. Her father was a poor man but tried to afford the best for his only daughter. He worked at the Koeberg’s nuclear power plant. Nixon could always just close his eyes and remember when he and Ema played hide and seek there after work hours.. “Ahh, the good old days,” He sighed. Dark, stormy clouds appeared in the sky and it started to rain. Nyx always thought that clouds could cry when he was sad, as if they could “feel” his pain.. “Like they say, after a hurricane, comes a rainbow..” He thought out loud while walking towards his parents’- or well should I say, parent’s apartment down the block.
A few minutes have past and he finally arrived at his destination, What a dump He thought and searched for food in the dirty kitchen’s cabinets.. ‘Beans in a can’ for dinner, just like always. He opened the can and started to devoir it. He was too lazy, he didn’t even cook the beans and didn’t enjoy the expired taste, yet his stomach said otherwise. He was so stressed out this week he couldn’t really eat, with his mother having cancer and all. It was 1 hour ‘til midnight, “Come on, tomorrow’s school, Ema’s counting on you! Just go to sleep and it’ll be morning before you know it!” Nixon demanded to himself. He sat on the couch and watched his favourite soap opera, Hillside, and slowly started to drift asleep…
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Nixon~ @_Etgrr_
Ema~ @_Emaa_
