Chapter 1

             For years in my village of Miossec, people have been talking about many myths and legends. Myths such as “The great old man and his key to the other realm” or about “The path of time” a lot of people said that, years ago there was a path that would lead you into another place in time however, the time you step into when leaving the path is not up to you unless you use magic. Legend says that one man used magic as he was walking into the path, the man was called Lord Idriss; Lord Idriss was an evil wizard, he wanted to take over the world and wanted to become the ruler of the “other realm”.

Right about now you’re wondering what the other realm is? The other realm is another world where the witches and wizards live. My father told me once that my great great great great great great grandparents use to live next door to witches and wizards. However, people became scared of their powers and isolated them into another realm, The Path and other realm is well hidden away from us mortals. However, the legend goes on to say that there will be the protectors of the key and holders of the map. The protector’s job is to make sure that the gate to the realm is not opened and the map of the path is not found.  A lot of people say that “the path of time and the other realm” is just an old mans bed time story and others say that the legend is true and one day the protector’s will free the village people take the to the other realm away from the evil Mayor McGregor.

             Mayor McGregor was an evil man who lived his life hurting other people by taking there money, raising the tax so the poor villagers would get thrown in jail and even the voting polls were rigged, for a mayor he has so such power over the village no one in the village would dare to vote against him, not like there was anyone to vote against him for. My father once told me that if you went on the wrong side of Mayor McGregor he would make sure you or your family would never smile again. I don’t believe in revenged however, I do believe in karma; and as they say what goes around, comes around right.

Let my story begin my Name is Purheema Nilde I am 10 years old am from Miossec; I was born on July 1^st 1872. My mother’s is called Marthrina Nilde and my father is called Dengas Nilde I have two older brothers, my eldest brother is called Anglo Nilde and my middle brother is called Marulus Nilde. I remember when my mother would always wake us three up early in the morning for school she would make sure before we would go to school we had too thank god that were alive, even when it wasn’t a school day my mother would wake us up to thank the lord. Might sound crazy to a lot of people nevertheless, I liked it as I would always see my mothers face early in the morning. My mother was the most wonderful women in the world; I remember I would wake up to a full English breakfast every morning and to see my mother with a smile on her face, food was always the key to my heart never mind a mans heart. I remember when I would wake up to say my thanks, I would always thank god for putting a smile on my mothers face. I remember every morning I would jump out of bed, have my eyes closed really tight so the wish would go straight up to the mighty one and thank him; I would say.

‘Lord I thank you for giving me a great family and promise me you would never take my mothers smile away from me. Oh lord one more thing, than I’ll let you be thank you for letting me see this beautiful day.’

My mother would describe me as a sarcastic person, with a caring heart and I would make a fine wife one day. Was my mother insane? Me get married, I have two brothers I know what living with a man means, it means dirty room, cleaning after his mess and always having to try and get out of an headlock; don’t guys know that we really don’t like that and there arm pit stink? At least wash it before you put us in a headlock. I would describe myself as a girl who speaks her mine, is not afraid to show her strength and ability when playing football alongside a guy and I would not call myself a tomboy I would say am a active girl, well us girls can’t play football in a dress can we now, it wouldn’t look right? I mean come on you would never see a Scottish man wearing his kilts while playing football, so does that mean he isn’t a real Scottish man?

In May, 1876

It was the day of re-election; everyone was called to come to the village hall. I don’t understand why everyone was excited we all knew that no one would vote against Mayor McGregor. However, I remember walking down the street holding my fathers hand, everyone all dressed up with smiles on there faces, and people whispering saying

‘This is very exciting, I can’t wait to see Mayor McGregor’s face when he gets announced Major, oh he deserves it so such.’

Are people crazy? I mean he says the same speech all the time. I understand when the old people say it coz well their just old and that what happens when your old, however, there is no excuse of there other people who get excited on this day, us younger generation have a special word for people like them its just one word, one meaning and three letters ‘SAD’. We were a bit late for the announcement, the chairmen was already thanking people from coming to the village hall started talking he said.

‘Thank you all for coming to the 23^rd re-election, at the moment there is only one candidate, I called you all here to re-election either for your old candidate or vote for a new one; this shows that the elections is fair and true. Let’s start that voting, would anyone want to vote themselves and to run again Mayor McGregor?” at this point it was the same thing over again no one would dare to get up and vote themselves, there was just silent’s, it was like god took away the sound of movement; even thou people knew the mayor was a bad man no one dared to question him. I wanted to vote myself except the fact that I was too young. Which is quite a good thing, at least I know by time I am old enough to vote Mayor McGregor will be died or better would have been assassinated.

 I knew my father wanted to vote for himself so I whispered in his ear ‘go for it dad, I know you would be a better mayor then McGregor would ever be.’ My father smiled at me and gave me a kiss and told me I was the one person in life that truly understood him, and that I was the only one he would do this for. Just then my father stood up and voted himself in for mayor,

‘Chairman, I vote myself as mayor.’ said my father

‘State your name I can’t see you from over here’ said the chairman

‘Dengas Nilde’ replied my father

‘You know the rule Dengas someone else must vote for you too, otherwise try next year okay’ said chairman

I started to panic I thought to myself couldn’t let this happen to my father; I could see his palms shacking as he looked around the room for someone to vote for him. I quickly jumped off my chair crawled to the other side of the room hid behind the curtain.

‘Does anyone here want to vote for Mr Nilde to run against Mayor McGregor?’ said the chairman.

No one said anything as they were scared of what might happen. ‘I do’ I yelled across the room knowing I was safely hidden behind the curtains so no know would know it was me as I was to young to vote for him. Everyone looked around the room to see who would dare stand against McGregor; Mayor McGregor stood up with an angry face and said

 ‘Who said that’ the mayor started to scan the room; I quickly snuck up to my father’s best friend Alfred and, bit this leg the surprise made Alfred stand up as he thought it was a rat.

My father looked towards Alfred and said ‘Alfred was that you?’ Alfred was the only one that wasn’t afraid of Mayor McGregor. Alfred was surprised he was still looking for what bite his leg, Alfred looked behind him and saw me trying to hide behind his chair as I was holding onto my legs and had my head in between them. I was shocked when Alfred said

‘Aye I guess so, I vote Dengas because he is my best friend.’

‘So there we have it, ladies and gentlemen we now have two candidates for you to choose from. Both gentlemen have two weeks to get you all to choose them. I’ll see you all in two weeks hopefully Mr Nilde I will also see you in two weeks’ said the chairman.

I was happy as this has been the only thing my father has been talking about since I was a child. I knew my father would make a different in this place, he would clean the streets, help the homeless and home the orphan.

Mayor McGregor was furious he knew no one would vote for him as he did not give what he promised his local villagers. I saw the anger in Mayor McGregor’s face I knew right away something bad was going to happen. I quickly snuck back to my chair and sat back next to my father.

When we got home I asked my mother

‘What is going to happen now mother will father get hurt? I know all about Mayor McGregor and what he does when he is cross.’

My mother just sat in the living room like a lost child, I could see she wanted to cry however, just like my mother she would bite her lower lip, breathe in and smile and say

‘Now now Purheema, I’ve taught you never to judge a book by its covers and never to believe something you have heard but haven’t seen.’

My father walked into the living room and looked over to my mother for a sign, I think he wanted to know if she was mad at him or pleased that someone was standing up for the community. My mother just looked at him like a blank page in a book. My father looked my way he knew I couldn’t lie and I could not sit like my mother and pretended I did not hear anything, I ran towards him and said am so proud of you.

 A week later my parents were still arguing about the election night and what would happen if my father won. My mother kept shouting telling my father that he would not live to see another day and my father would just yell back. I had enough of hearing them shout I knew again my mother didn’t make me breakfast as she would just yell at my father so I decide to go to school early, in my travels I met a girl, she looked lost so I asked her

‘Hello, are you okay?

She just gazed at me then said

‘Err, hmm’ she took a quick pause and then said ‘sorry I mean yes, yes am okay.’

I laugh and said ‘are you sure, you look like you are looking for something maybe I could help? ‘

She just gazed and gazed at me like I had another head on my shoulders. I could tell she was a shy girl and if I left here alone she might get herself hurt so I said

‘I see you go to St Johns private school?’

‘Yes I do, how do you know that? Did my father send you to help me because if he did turn right back around and tell him I’m a big girl and I can find my own way okay! Now go” she said angrily

I just laughed and said sarcastically ‘I’m sorry to disappoint you “big girl” but I do not know who your father is, and I know you’re lost, so big girl you going to let me help you or not?’

She looked quite baffled but then again when I first saw her she was baffled, maybe that’s the new style in now, for the girls in St Johns, I kept thinking to myself why is she starring at me so I wiped my face, to my amazement she still starring at me

‘Do you fancy me, if so am sorry am not into girl that’s disgusting” I said

‘No! I’m just waiting to know how you knew I was from St John’s school?” she replied quickly

I laughed and thought to myself; the only reason how she could have ever got into that school is that her parents are paying extra, come on think of it a child as dim as her could get into a school for smart people I don’t think so. So I replied

 ‘Oh your clothing kind of gave it away, St John wear all green. I attend to St Edwards’s private school we wear all blue.’

‘Are you lost by any chance?’ she asked so quietly

I was just about to reply I am late, then I knew I left my house early and I had 15 minutes to get to school and were I was standing it would have taken me 5 minutes to get there, and after listening to my parents yell at each other all week I needed some fun.

‘Yes, am trying to make sure the old witch doesn’t find me. She looks for lost children like us to either kill or sell us to other witches.’ I replied

The girl looked shocked, and looked like she was about to cry

‘Err other ahem’ the girl clears her throat

‘What do you mean by other witches, what will the other witches do to us?’ she asked nervously.

I started to realised how this girl got lost, I mean if the first witch sells you instead of killing you, is it so hard to figure out what the other witch will do to you? Was she dropped several times on the head or have I woken up today really smart?

‘The other witches will take out all your insides and sell them, then eat your body. However, the witches will put a spell on you, so you will be alive when they eat your body; and you will be able to feel her teeth biting into your helpless body and the sound of your screams makes her hungry for more’ I replied

I couldn’t help myself laughing while she was standing in front of me the look on her face was to die for. I fell on the floor holding my sides as they felt like they where about to explode.

‘Hold on a second, are you lying to me?’ asked the girl

I just carried on laughing I couldn’t take anymore I was about to pee myself.

‘I’m sorry but I had to see your face. Come with me I’ll take you to your school.’ I said trying to control myself from laughing again

‘By the way my name is Purheema Nilde. What is your name?’ I asked politely

‘My name is Mary, I’m not sure to say nice to meet you Purheema because it was not nice at all.’ Mary said sound very angry

I felt really bad I didn’t mean to upset her; I’ve never had friends before therefore I did not know what to do or say. I think that’s the last time anyone will speak for more then 5minutes with me, Mary walked off in a heat, and I knew she didn’t know where she was going so I yelled

‘Mary wait am truly sorry. I’ll show you the way, trust me you need my help!’

Mary stopped and turned around and said

‘Why do you think I need your help, all you have done is nothing but be mean to me. I mean what are you like with your school friends are you as bitter and twisted with them as you are with me?’

Wow I thought that was a bit cruel, I was only joking around I hadn’t laughed in ages; nevertheless, I shouldn’t have laughed at her expense. Plus she is going the wrong way to her school and I’ve never had a friend before well apart from my father, but am sure that does not count as a friend. I really wanted a friend so I said to Mary

‘One your going the wrong way, two I’ve never had a friend, three I would really like to have a friend and four am really sorry. I really am.’ I pause for a bit to see what she would say.

‘If you take me to my school I will be more then happy to forgive you and walk home with you after school okay.’ Said Mary

Wow I can’t believe someone made me say sorry. I’m I going soft? What is happening to me? If a friend turns you into this by golly I do not want a friend.

‘Deal, follow me okay’ I replied with a big smile on my face.

Do I seriously not listen to myself? I thought I didn’t want a friend, does my mind say on thing but my mouth says another, hey this might just be the reason why am always in trouble at my school.

I showed Mary were her school was; then ran off because I too have a school to get to. As always even thou I left 20minutes early I got into school late yet again.

‘Sorry am late Mrs Cludedale, I woke up late.’

I was hoping she would believe me. She never believes me even when I tell the truth, I think it might be because I’ve put paint on her chair and got her to sit on it, I never listen to a word she says, I get other children to fight in class or it might just be because I saw her a picture of her in her underwear and pinned it in the teachers lounge? No, it could never be any of them; I think she just had her own reasons of not liking me, I mean what’s not to like? As I sat down the headmistress came into the classroom to see if everyone was not in, I was shocked normally I would walk in the classroom and she would be there. She saw my face and her chin hit the floor.

‘Purheema what a great surprise, you’re in for once and on time too. What happened did the lazy fairy miss your house today?’ said headmistress Radcliffe.

Headmistress Radcliffe would always say that there was a lazy fairy and she would make everyone lazy when they go sleep. Her main target was the bad children that would never succeed in life.

‘No headmistress she did come to my house. However, I turned her away because I wanted you to be proud of me for once. Are you proud of me headmistress?’ I said I knew she wouldn’t fall for it but I wanted to hear what she would say.

The funny thing was she knew I was lying, somewhere in that evil vindictive head of hers she wished I was gone, and out of her life for good, but I made sure I stayed. The love that came from her to me, well you could call it magical, she hated me with a strong passion and I love to hate her with a passion. My father once told me that I was like her when she was younger, which I doubt very much so; well to tell you the truth, I was more shocked because how could a thing so old once be so young? My theory is that she is a witch sent by Mayor McGregor only he could create something as evil and cruel as her.

We all heard Mr Waterspoon shouting headmistress down the corridors.

‘Headmistress, you have to come with me I need to speak with you urgently’ Mr Waterspoon said while he was trying to catch his breathe.

‘What is it Mr Waterspoon? It better be important.’ Said headmistress Radcliffe

‘Indeed it is important; you must come with me immediately.’ Said Mr Waterspoon.

Headmistress Radcliffe and Mr Waterspoon walked out the classroom, I wanted to know what was going on so I decided to ask Mrs Cludedale if she knew about it however, I didn’t want to be straight forward even thou I am a straight forward girl.

‘Mrs Cludedale, you looking rather worried, do you know what’s going on?’ I asked.

‘Oh Purheema and you can tell that from looking at the back of my head can you?’

Right about then I knew I should pay more attention to teachers even if there not looking at me, well how can I get out of this one? I sat there and smile at her while thinking to myself.

Woke up smart today hey, yeah smart as a blind rat if you can’t get yourself out of this one. Come on am sure there’s something called a brain somewhere in there

‘Inside where’ I said out loud.

‘Inside what, Purheema Did you even listen to what I said?’ said Mrs Cludedale?

Why in god’s green earth did I say that out loud, see this is why I didn’t get into St John’s, the entire class was looking at me waiting for an answer. I started to think in my head again seriously doesn’t this lady have a job to do? I mean she’s the one getting paid to teach us but she would rather wait and ask me “the unintelligent child”, who can’t even answer her own questions in her head a question.

‘What I meant was when they came into the room’ I said while stuttering, ‘err’ before I got to finish my sentence, which I knew I wouldn’t be able to finish headmistress Radcliffe who I’ve never been happier to see walked into the class room.

‘Purheema, get your things and come with me at once’

As I got up to get my things the class was still watching me not even saying a word. I thought to myself

‘Okay Purheema you didn’t wake up smarter, just prettier’

‘Come on, chop, chop; lets get you moving’ said headmistress Radcliffe

I got my stuff and walked out the room with Headmistress Radcliffe, she didn’t say a word and for an old lady she was one hell of a fast walker. Am sure there mini brooms under her shoes to help her walk faster; there’s no way this old lady could walk faster then me. We got into her office and she ordered me to sit down.

‘Purheema take that, and sit, sit down’

I was getting frightened, what if today is finally the day I get kicked out of school. The headmistress told Mr Waterspoon to shut the door behind him, my hands was shaking and my eyes were filling up with tears. I’ve never been more afraid in my life, I really like coming to this school, I feel like she’s the only one in the world that notices me and cares that I succeed in life, even if she acts like she hates my guts, out of no where I shouted loudly from the top of my voice

‘AM SORRY HEADMISTRESS, WHATEVER I DONE AM SORRY PLEASE DON’T KICK ME OUT’ I began to cry, my hand were still shaking and I felt like my world was over. Headmistress Radcliffe came over to me and hugged me. The headmistress was really soft and cuddly, I felt like I could just tell her all my secrets and cry on her shoulder all day long, what is happening to me today am tuning out to be an emotional wreck, please lord don’t let anyone come in to witness this moment.

‘Purheema darling listen to me, the police came today, darling something bad happened today. You’re…’ she took a breath as she could not finish the sentence, I’ve never seen her so worried, so quite and so scared to say what she needed to say! She sat back in her chair and looked on the floor like she was about to cry, for the first time in my life I truly knew the meaning of caring for someone you might not like.

‘Headmistress what is it?’ I said as I walked over to her and took her by the hand, I began to cry as I felt her hand shake, and I knew it was something bad.

‘Headmistress, I truly am sorry. Please don’t cry am sorry am really sorry, what do I have to do to make it up to you. Please don’t kick me out of here my father is proud of me, I have finally got his heart; don’t take that away from a little girl’

She got up walked towards a wall and pushed on it was a hidden cupboard, she took out a bottle of wine got a glass and poured the wine into her glass. When she finished drinking her wine she turned towards me and said,

‘Sit back down child this is not your fault, for once I am truly happy to see you in my school’

I didn’t understand, is everyone having a weird day today, am I still dreaming; yes that's it am still dreaming, of course I am. I would never have made a friend a real friend and I would never of cry in front of my emery.

‘Purheema I was just informed that your family was killed in a house fire, your mother was cooking breakfast and she left the fire on, the police don’t know that you’re alive, I told them you didn’t turn up for school as I know this fire was no accidence.’

I was shocked I’ve just lost my entire family. It’s my fault I made my father elected himself and made Alfred vote for him, I’m the worse child in the world. I didn’t want to go home as I knew the mayor would send someone to watch the house to see just encase one of us wasn’t in the fire. That day left like the worse day of my life, and wanted to carry on as I promised Mary I’d meet her, even thou I barely know her I feel like she’s the only one in the world I have left.

            At home time I walked over to Mary’s school as promised, she was waiting for me by the front gates

            ‘Didn’t think you was going to come for a moment then’ said Mary

            ‘Well I nearly frightened you to death today! I have to make it up to you somehow right’ I said

            ‘Talking about death, have you heard about that family that was killed in a fire incident? The police came to my school telling us that someone was missing and they should go to the mayor’s home he will let them stay with him, till their family comes to picked them up’

When did the mayor become so nice, I knew something bad would happen to my family this is all m fault. I couldn’t tell Mary that it was my family that was killed in the fire as I barely knew her and didn’t know if she would tell anyone, I mean she wouldn’t the smartest girl I’ve ever met.

            As soon I took Mary home I went to the old cave were I would stay in the summer holidays, the cave was inside a waterfall and since coming here from the early age of 7 I turned the cave into my home, I had old curtains from my house what I put up when I was 7 and I had little bits and bobs I’ve been putting in ever since, I knew that was where I have to live now, no one part from me and my two brothers know about this location because it is well hidden from the village.

The only thing I could say is ‘Home sweet home’ then I began to cry, I was too scared if they would come after me. I knew I had to stop going to school and just disappear so people would think I died in the fire too. The only person I could have in my life is Mary.

Chapter 2

June 20^th 1880

            Today is Mary’s 15^th birthday; she invited me to celebrate her birthday with her. As her best friend I knew I ought to go and I knew I had to wear something special to help mark the occasion. I didn’t know what to buy for her, all I’ve had was money I would steal out of people’s pockets, and I can’t go to her house with my ragged clothes, some of them I found in my house after the fire, I knew I had to visit Barbara.

            Barbara has been taking care of me since my parents were killed in the fire. Just like everyone else she was told I too was killed in the fire. Not that many people know Barbara is looking after me. I knew Barbara very since I was a young child; she was like a mother to me. Whenever I was bad in school and was sent home, I would always go straight to Barbara's. I knew she would give me a telling off however, she was way too nice of a person to ever beat someone, so I use that to my advantage. Barbara would try and be strict but she knew she couldn’t be like headmistresses Radcliffe, because Barbara had one of the biggest hearts I’ve never known in a person, plus she would feed me a lot of sweets even when I was naughty.

            She always wanted children, but she never married to ever have any. Barbara was err how can I put this “youngish” if that’s even a word, what I mean is she wasn’t old and she wasn’t young too, Barbara is 29 years old and she works as a maid for a rich family, which I’ve heard is not nice too her. Who in this world that knows Barbara could ever be mean to her, even her enemies love her.

Let me take you back on a journey five years ago, a couple of months after my family were murdered.

August 14^th 1876

            I saw Barbara in the forest, standing over my father’s grave crying, she had flowers in her hand. She place one rose over my father’s grave and one on my mother’s grave too. She walked over to my older brother’s grave Anglo placed a rose on his grave and said

‘I will never forget you or your brother Marulus; I will make sure no one will forget you two brilliant boys’ and then placed a rose on Marulus’s grave. When she walked over to my grave she fell on the floor crying ‘oh my little princess, I can’t believe no one will revenge your death, you made everyone in the village smile, the day we lost you and your family was the day the world lost the meaning of happiest and the village is the one now suffering.’ Barbara started to cry, her tears where breaking my heart into small pieces, I can’t take this anymore; I’ve already lost one parent I shall not lose her too. I saw Barbara swipe her tears that was running down her face and say

‘Lord I need to see my little princess smile just one more time’.

            Barbara then placed six roses on my grave, I couldn’t believe what she said about me, I thought I was disliked, I never had any friends, I kept getting kicked out of church and I would try and hustle sweets for free from Billy’s candy store. She then read a line from the Bible and got up, she was about to go when I said

‘Barbara, wait thank you for the roses there beautiful’ she looked at me like I was a ghost, she got scared and started to run. I chased after her, I knew if I told her the truth she would help me out, I was scared living alone and I desperately needed food.

‘WAIT’ I yelled

‘Please wait, I need you. I need you Barbara’ I yelled louder. I couldn’t see where I was going as my eyes were filling up with tears, Barbara carried on running, jumping over logs and just wouldn’t stop, she never even turned around to see if I was still behind her, but then again I think she knew I was because I was heavily breathing like I had asthma. I then fall over a log and began to scream and cry; it hurt so much and I never even saw the log, I must get in shape if am going to be running after people like this all the time they come a visit my grave. When I fell Barbara finally decided to turn around, and saw me crying on the floor and saw the blood pouring out of my knee, it looked like my leg would need to be amputated off right there and then otherwise I would lose my other leg which was hurt in the fall too, okay am exaggerating it was a little, it was a little scratch but it still hurt as hell, she then knew I wasn’t a ghost and ran towards me.

‘Oh Purheema, why didn’t you tell anyone you was alive? I didn’t know it was you’ she said. What did she think I was? A ghost oh wait don’t answer that question

‘People were safer if they didn’t know I was alive, all I seem to do is get people hurt’ I replied

‘No Purheem; what happened to your family is not your fault, we all know who is to blame. Come home with me Purheem I’ll make you something to eat’ said Barbara

Wow this lady sure knew the way to get me going; I can’t believe she’s never had children. This just shows she knows the key to my heart, what you need to know about me is if I am ever angry or upset just feed me and I’ll be right as rain, now let’s get back to the story.

Barbara looked at me with a smile on her face. I knew she was happy to see me s I was happy to get fed.

‘I can’t if anyone knows I’m alive they’ll tell the mayor’ I said

‘And who would tell him? Not me that’s for sure’ said Barbara

‘You promise? Promise me that no one will tell him am alive’ I said nervously

‘I promise with all my heart that I will not and shall not tell anyone’ said Barbara with a smile on her face. ‘Okay then I shall come with you, only because am hungry’ I said as I laughed. To tell you the truth I was more then hungry I was starving, all I had eaten was dry wood sticks, bugs and if I was lucky to find a berry bush that wasn’t poisoning I could have dessert.

‘So what’s on the menu today? Steak, or is it lamb chops oh please tell me its lamb chops’ I said while licking my lips.

 I think the excitement of getting fed got to my head because I started to skip and spin like a crazy person. I haven’t felt about myself for along time, and it felt well good. All I could think of was that this year has been an life changing year, I’ve made a really good friend, I lost my family, am hiding from the mayor and I’ve got Barbara back into my life. This year might have had its down points, but it also had it ups too. As we got to Barbara’s house, I couldn’t believe how small it looked, I’m sure it was bigger then this before I ran away. I remember opening her big famous doors; she had the biggest door in the village and all the other maids and other women were jealous of her. Barbara’s house was one every women in the village would always talk about. Her house was big, she has a big wooden doors, she had two living rooms and a huge kitchen, when I say huge I mean huge I could fit half my entire school in there. As we got in I headed straight for the kitchen, I was so excited I could finally was getting a house over my head, some decent food and a good nights sleep. After sleeping in the cave for three months, I seriously needed a good night sleep, all I had dreamt about was my father in the village hall smiling at me and telling me that the only reason he was following his dream was because of me and that I was the only one that knew him. I missed him so much and crying for him every night would get me depressed, Barbara started cooking for me;

‘Guess what am cooking’ said Barbara

‘Well if you don’t want me to bite off your arm, you would be sensible enough to make me lamb chops’ I replied with a cheeky smile on my face. I wasn’t lying I would bite off her hand by god I’ve been eating wood sticks for the past month am not a picky type of girl. Barbara laughed and said ‘Well you’ve lived in the woods for three months I won’t take any chances with you so yes am making you lamb chops’ what a smart women, I started to look around the house wanting to see if I could see anything familiar. There was a couple of stuff I remembered such as the vase I hated, it was the must horrible vase I’ve ever came across it was glass and it had yellow flowery patterns it looked like a three year old was bored one day and coloured all over the vase, but then again the child probable done it a favour it was an horrible vase weather it was coloured or not. I came a across a picture I painted for Barbara when I was five, I couldn’t believe she still had it, I forgot all about it. I started to cry because it reminded me about my mother, how every weekend we would just colour, oh I miss her so.

‘Dinner is ready Purhee’ I yelled

‘Am coming’ I replied while putting the picture back down on the mantel piece.

I walked into the kitchen; I didn’t feel like eating anymore my appetite just disappeared.

‘There you go princess, I hope you enjoy’ said Barbara with a huge smile on her face, as always.

‘Am not hungry now, am sorry for wasting your time.’ I said holding on to my tears.