Chapter 1

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Stella's POV

I am staring at my childhood photos, which I think are 15 years old, trying to decide if I should take them with me or not. My suitcase laying open beside me, finally I stood up and started packing again with my trembling hands, I folded my clothes. "Am I nervous?" I thought to myself, of course I am, I am about to start a new life, of course I am nervous. It's normal to be nervous in this type of situation, right? I had yearned for an escape from my dysfunctional family but still leaving my family, behind means leaving the only life I had ever known -the good, the bad and the achingly complicated. But deep down, I know that I couldn't stay not if I didn't wanted to betray my love for literature, I have to go if I want to fulfill my dreams.

"I have to go, I have to go" I mumbled to myself, but still nostalgia hits hard after all these years that I had spent in this house, after all those memories, it's not easy for me. I can still remember the days I spent shredding tears in my room, laughing at my own jokes, weeping while watching movies, these memories will always stay with me. Today is my last day here. I am not able to sleep, it's a white night for me. I am overwhelmed, my mind is full of thoughts, I want to stop these thoughts or else my brain will explode, the best way to stop these, is to sleep and that's what I am not able to do. "Oh crap, I haven't finished packing."

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