a new home

the girl shyed and went away.I thought she likes me but she can't express her feelings.so was I a little happy,a little cool(but only from inside) , a little cozy.Life went in and next day was on my new home..sweet home. The house was a big mansion as my dad was working in higher estates so everything was a little mordern and big .

But still I the little guy , was fit in the big fort with my room near the garden. I like roaming around in streets and having fun with friends rather in indoor activities.But since I lost my mother at the very young ,I left my past behind and my since then my father became very protective towards me .

I liked his behaviour for me because I hadn't seen it before ,but day went on and he worked hard only for me and now he is the head in his office.My dad is really a genius .I want to become like him.

After about a week or so,I found my room a little peculiar because every time I remember my mom ,a huge breeze comes and hit my face as if it wanted to tell me something.

the next day I saw an old women next to our door asking for some help in garden. I went there and found that she was hiding something from me.And it's also because everytime she moves in our house she would ask me --- are you alright son?? .is this the care that she is showing for me or something else.