An Ordinary Day

It was 7 in the evening, and trees began to lose their leaves. Winter is almost coming. I walked outside the cafeteria and everybody bid me goodbye. I can feel my body pulling me down…

I saw people preparing for winter. I almost came to a stop when I saw a girl in front of me. She was wearing brown ragged clothes, and a pair of old shoes that was bigger than her feet. I think she's about five in age.

"Hi, merry Christmas" she lively said as she was looking at me with a smile.

I bent my knees down so I could see her better. She has this amber eyes, a beautiful long red hair and red lips and cheeks.

I smiled at her and replied, "Hello, Merry Christmas too. What's your name?"

"I am Aaliyah, would you want some candy cane?" she said me as she offers some.

I picked the smaller one in her hand, "Thank you, you're very kind."

I was about to give her some coins but she refused, " I am not selling these. You looked like my sister"

"Where is she?" I asked her

She turned silent as she bow her head down, " I-I don't k-know…"

"Aaliyah!" a soft toned voice called her, she raised her head to look at the person who called her. I looked at a woman about 30s in age, she's wearing an old jacket reaching down to her knees.

She looked at me, " I apologize for my daughter's…" she didn't finished what she's saying when I stood up and smiled at them, " She didn't do anything. You have a very kind and caring daughter" . I brushed Aaliyah's hair, " I better get going now."

I started to walked again but not far enough I turned to take a glimpse of them, "Thank…"

They're gone, maybe they went to inside a dark street.

I munched the candy cane while walking my path home. My skinny body was shivering, though protected by the jacket I bought at a garage sale.

I just came home, almost exhausted, the heat welcomed me, " Warm atlast" i mumbled. I just came from my part time job, I place my jacket at the hangers at the wardrobe at the entrance, I sat down on the couch, rest my head on it and placed my bag on it. I never imagined I will be inheriting such enormous house. It has three bedrooms that are on the second floor, two bathrooms, a spa room that is located near my bedroom, a library and office, a swimming pool which I rarely use, two living rooms, a gorgeous kitchen and a garden.

I stood up and walked to the kitchen. The walls were painted light yellow, the floor was covered with dark brown carpet. I opened the steel door of the fridge finding only a bottle of milk and a couple of chocolates. I heave a sigh at the sight. It's been a long while since I saw my fridge full of supplies, but now it was empty. I never noticed it since my schedule was loaded.

I get the milk and sip a little. By the way I am Catherine, 19, student and a part timer. I worked at the café near the university where I study. I worked for five hours during weekend, and an hour during weekdays.

I never knew my parents because I grew up in an orphanage, and was adopted by Mrs. Hilda Matsumoto. I usually reminisce the days I was with her.

She has a son whom she had before me, he was Hajime. They were already successful in their business, it was still growing. I feel everything was perfect because we were always happy...but I was wrong.

One snowy morning of December, Mrs. Matsumoto felt a sharp pain on her chest.

"Cath, call the hospital now! Mom, hold on." Hajime panics, screaming. He rushed to the fridge to get a glass of water for his mom.

The ambulance came immediately and we rushed her to the hospital. We were both worried as we sat at the bench outside the room.

The doctor came out, Hajime and I stood up, " Doc, how's my mom?"

The doctor called Hajime and whispered on him. Then the doctor left Hajime. He returned to the bench staring blankly, his tears flowed. I was curious, "Hajime, what did the doctor say?" he didn't look at me, he just slowly shook his head 'no'.

My hands closed my mouth and suddenly my tears flowed. He held my hand and hugged me, this was the first and last memory of my brother who calmed me.

Few minutes passed, mom was brought to the morgue. Hajime called his secretary to fix mom's burial.

I was just sitting on a couch and in front of me was mom's casket. It was silver and gold in color, mom's favorite flowers were roses and chrysanthemum. It was only three days, before we sent mom to her place.

Days later an attorney came, to legalize and transfer the properties.

Almost everything was transferred to me. In short I inherited everything, the 300 sq./m house and its items including the antique cabinet in her bedroom, the garden filled with chrysanthemum and orange roses she used to tend (I now have someone else to tend it), I also have the silver AUV that was registered as a courier, and the whopping $2M.

On the other hand, she gave her company to his only son, Hajime. He inherited the two door condominium that she bought for him and the $3M. Hajime and I always visit our mom. We rarely see each other. Hajime was a silent one, he was very alike to Mrs. Matsumoto, however he was a lone wolf.

But it's okay and Hajime is not jealous since he has the company to monitor and maybe, he has a big salary aside from the money he inherited.

As a matter of fact, I can survive without working, I have a monthly allowance of twenty thousand dollars, but still I prefer to work. I want to earn my own money, so I could learn how to spend and save. Its been 2 years now, I earn well in my part time job and sooner I may be a part of it.

Well, I got home a bit early and as usual I am alone in this enormous house, no one to talk to, nor a pet to cuddle. . .

As I walk the corridor I felt very sleepy, don't know why..

My sight became blurry...

I'm dizzy. I blacked out

(Silence overwhelmed)