A NEW PLACE TO CALL HOME

I got on the Greyhound Bus after paying $25. It is a really big bus, relaxing and away from everything I know. I wish I could find my sister but I can’t I remember when everything was perfect until mother died and father was so heartbroken he walked away. He couldn’t cope. He lost his job because he grieved so much and could no longer concentrate. He could not take care of us like mother did. Mother was ill in the hospital for a long time. Mother was his best friend and companion and in this world no one would replace her in his life. After mom died nothing was the same anymore.

I had become a beauty overnight. I had become quite something to look at. I had the most beautiful and curvy body ever. I had developed into a young woman very quickly. I found a job as a dishwasher in a small restaurant which had a grill and bar. It was owned by a little lady called Cece. After Cece heard my pathetic story  decided to take me in. I lived in a room in Cece's house which in exchange I washed dishes and did many other house chores. For a girl my age I had too much on her plate. School was no longer my priority and Cece did not encourage me to go either. Cece had a son named James and a daughter named Janelle. James had a greet liking for me. It wasn't just a platonic liking, he was sexually attracted to me. I didn't care much for James, I was traumatized at the thought of not seeing her siblings. She watched James and Janelle yell at each other. It wasn't like that in my own home. Janelle was rather hot tempered. She was sixteen years old with a steady boyfriend who is a roadside mechanic.  Cece who is a single mother has no control over the choice her daughter has made. Janelle claims that she and her boyfriend Jamal are truly in love with each other.   I don’t understand what love is anymore, if the love between my parents ended when my mother died, then I have no reason to be dribbling in the love thing. Cece worked my butt off at her little restaurant but I also learned how to cook a lot of stuff. James came to help out in the evenings and also to chat with me. He was very friendly and a lot of ladies liked him but he had his eyes on me.

STANLEY CALLS AND JASMINE VISITS

"Look Stanley how did you get my number and what makes you think I want to speak with you this evening?” I ask Stanley who is on the other end of the phone."


“Can you at least listen to what I have to say?” he pleaded.

“You said all you had to say and I have heard, you had to call up a conference to discuss breaking up with me and I have heard the case from all verdicts why can’t you just leave me alone.” I told Stanley.

“ Rose please listen to me………………’ he began and I hung up. Whatever is past needs to remain in the past where it belongs.



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I was on the web when my doorbell rang. I stood up and went to see who was at the door. I peeped through the hole and it was someone with big, curly hair, I could not see the face.

“Who is it?” I call out.

“It’s Jazzy Jasmine” replied the person on the other side of the door.

It’s my sister. I can’t believe it. I opened the door sure enough it is my younger sister Jasmine looking really good in a white top and a pair of navy blue distressed jeans.

“Hey darling” she began by hugging me, I hugged her warmly, I have missed her so much.

“Hey my dear, how have you been?” I asked her.

‘Great”

“How did you get here?” I asked.

“I took the BART from San Francisco and I ended up taking the taxi here.” She told me.

‘Why didn’t you tell me you were coming, I could have come to pick you up from the airport?” I asked her.

“I wanted to surprise you, so what’s for dinner, I am famished.” She asked me as she put her luggage in the living room.

“We could go out to eat dinner, I didn’t cook.” I told her.

“I need to take a shower first, is that okay” she asked me as she pulled her hand luggage into the bedroom.

“Sure, I will go and change.” I replied.