1 DREAMS ARE BEAUTIFUL LIES REALITY IS THE PAINFUL TRUTH

The laptop was on the pillow and she was lying on her elbows in front of it. The screen light was sparkling on her face. She was holding her chin with her palm and

moving her other hand fingers on the laptop.

Long dark hair was lying on her waist. In the same joyful way, she was staring at the screen. After one click, when the page opens, her moving fingers halt at once.

As she examined, her dark eyes widened in astonish and her grin developed.

Without wasting a minute, she ran to the ground floor. She was running down the stairs one by one. Joy was clearly obvious on her face. She rapidly went straight to her parent's room.

Emily used to enter by thumping on the door but today as she was so much locked in in her bliss that she overlooked to knock. She was about to open the door; her hand was on the doorknob when she stopped for a while. Because she listened to

something that she ought to not have heard.

'' I'm fed up with you'' Somebody said abruptly in a really uproarious, frightening voice. And she was stunned to learn that it was her father's voice.

She looked through the door to see who his father was talking to. And she could

not believe her eyes that he was saying all this to her mom.

''Ah! I am also fed up with this everyday drama'' Her mother nearly shouted. She did not get what was happening. It all appeared like a nightmare to her. But it was

a reality and she had to put up with it presently.

For the first time in her fifteen-year life, she saw her parents battling. For her, they

were the foremost idealized parents in the world.

''I can't live with you any longer. ''I was spending time with you simply because of Emily but now I do not have any more patience'' '' I need a divorce''. Her

father said but casually as if these words were nothing big for him.

'' That's what I want too'' Mom replied.

''D-D-DIVORCE'' Emily repeated those words and put her hands over her

mouth.

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She could not bear that any longer so she rushed back to her room. As soon as she entered her room, she closed the door and sat there, sobbing abundantly. ''Why?''

''Why?'' '' Am I the cause of all this?'' She questioned herself and was blaming herself for all the circumstances she saw a minute before.

She covered her face with both her hands. She was sobbing and panting for breath

because she was not able to breathe or possibly, she didn't want to breathe