Metamorphosis ::Ch1, P2::

The airplane went down to the ground and finally parked near the airport where we could enter. I waited for everyone to be getting out of the airplane with my sister, Vanessa. It was only her middle name that I liked to say. Of course, I still call her in the present day. Anyhow, I waited for everyone to walk out of our ways, so we could get our bags out of the cargo. Vanessa was lifting our bags up to down on the seat while I watched her. My heart was thrilled to see my parents that I hadn’t seen them in three months. I waited. Vanessa was saying, "Vamonos rapido!" I knew I had to rush leaving the airplane. I was still holding my ruby purse with my Barbie dolls inside. I walked along with my sister, holding her hand. When we entered the building and we had to be checked by the woman. I heard the woman speaking but I didn’t understand very well. I was looking around the building and lastly I saw my mom. A beautiful woman. She was wearing white loosely skinny pants with her shirt. I can’t remember what shirt she was wearing but all I saw her running toward us with her gigantic smile leaving on her face. Her twisted, dark brown hair with blonde highlight was carrying behind her back by the air.

Hugging us tightly, I knew she missed us in lots of time for three months. My smile strengthened so far and wide to ache my jaws but I didn’t care. All I wanted a hug from my dear mother, Zulma. I missed her so much but I didn’t see my daddy yet. I was still carrying my purse since Zulma took it with her. She wanted to help. I smiled all along until we saw our dad. He was standing there near the crowds with his smile widening up. I was happy to see them together. The murmuring crowds were at full volume.

I watched the crowds to hug people hello or goodbye and walk past by us. I was smiling shyly but I didn’t realize why I was so quiet. Maybe…too quiet.

My family and I went to meet someone new with their member of family. I didn’t expect for it but I got along with it.

We walked toward my mom’s friend’s car to go home. Home was a strange word for me to say it. Home was something I never went through it in United States. I still had no idea where I was. Anywhere in state. I was watching the cities past by, until my dreamy, chocolate eyes drowned back to the lost world once again.

I felt someone to tap my shoulder gently. I was in someone’s driveway, but I thought the huge three-stories house that my parents bought it. Possibly…I was right, wasn’t I? I couldn’t describe the house very well because it was too dark, midnight with the merry stars. I felt chilly around me. I was dressing in a white dress with the jacket around me. I was cold, shivering myself. I felt strange feelings deep inside my stomach. I didn’t understand why I was feeling but it was something new to me. I was completely silent. I stood and waited for my parents to thank their friends in their car. They vanished to be fading as they went home. I still carried my ruby purse with me. I know I loved my favorite dolls. I couldn’t live without them, am I right? I was only little girl.