Me?

Train kept on passing one by one stations. As each station pass by my heart beated faster, these fears in roots back to my past. Which I was avoiding for past 7 years. I'm Katherine Susan Macwary, I'm 24 this year. I have been working as a teacher in a school for past three years. Now I'm an orphanage, I used to have a big family and a happy childhood. Everything changed when I was 17. That's when my grandpa died, I always loved him. He was an archeologists and have traveled a lot, even weeks before he died, he came back from some adventure trip. He always used to sent us letters and photos when he went to his work. Whenever we visited him during summer break, he have a lot fun and adventurous stories share, which always fascinated me. I wanted to become like him but our life changed when he died.

My dad, Dr. Paul Samuel Macwary, he was a physician in London, my mother Ruth Marie Macwary was a housewife. I had two brothers, elder one Mathew who was two years older than me. Younger Samuel he was six years younger than me. Mathew was very serious, career focused. He wanted to be a doctor like dad so he joined a medical school near our house. I was more close to Samuel as he was the free spirit like my grandfather. He and me was the naughty ones in my house. We used to do a lot of things together compared to my big brother. Grandpa's death was shock to all of us. A fine morning, as usual my was mom making breakfast, dad was reading his usual dose of London daily, we three were getting ready for our day. We received the telegram tell he died and soon we all depart from London to our hometown.