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THE SOUL

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Chapter 1CHAPTER 1

"There's a happy family going home, while their father was driving, they sing together and you can see the joy on their faces.

"On the day that you were born the angels got together

And decided to create a dream come true

So they sprinkled moon dust in your hair of gold and starlight in your eyes of blue" they sing.

Their Dad laugh so hard, he forgot to stop on the stop line. The car continued moving on and their Dad trying to stop it, their laughter was replaced by silence. All of a sudden, their car crashed into a truck. "

This story is the only one told by my father. I was just wondering why my Dad tell me that if it could be another story?

I packed all my things and my bag before I left the house. I rented an apartment and decided to live there and learn to stand on my own feet.

*beep beep*

I turned around to see who it was. It really drew a smile to my lips when I realized, its my Dad smiling at me.

I stepped come close to him.

"Get inside" I just smiled and sit in the back. I glanced on the view mirror. I see his sadness even if he didn't tell me

"Dad, stop sighing and please dont be sad" I said while still looking on the view mirror

" How? dont give me any reason not to be happy, give me a reason to stop you to separate" he said while his eyes is in the roadway

"Im 18 and I want to be independent Dad, please" I said.

'I want to be with you Dad, Seeing you like that makes me sad but I want to stand on my own, I want to learn a new things alone. I'll be back in our house, but not now' I said in the back of my mind.

He sighed "Okay sweetie, I will visit you every week. Understood?" finally he smiled even its apparently fake.

"Yah. Sure thing" I said

"How's your work?" he glanced at me from the view mirror

"I'll start on monday" I smiled.

He's smiled back and then nodded.

"Goodluck sweetie"

"Thanks"

The car stopped on the side of the road. I immediately step out to see if we're already here in the apartment that I rented.

Yesss. Finally we're here. Its like an old building, at the same time.. creepy.

"Chloe are you serious of this? " He said while looking at the building "Are you blind? This kind of apartment? " As expected, he couldn't believe that I will settle in this kind of charter

"Yes Dad, I already talked the caretaker" I smiled at him, trying to convince him

"Tsk okay, let's go"

I just nodded and walk through the gate. I saw the guard and I think, I caught his attention because he looked at my direction.

"Good Afternoon Ma'am and Sir, Are you the newcomer?"

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