At the age of 16 -chapter 1-
___shahd's point of view
I'm Shahd, I live with my parents in this little apartment. My older brother called Yamin he doesn't live with us right now, he's staying in University dormitory that he is studying at. he is distant but he is visiting every week, sometimes every month. I miss him very much. But it doesn't matter.
At the end, his study is the most important.
I woke up today around 8 o'clock, it is true that we are still on summer vacation but I always try to make the most of every minute of every day. i got out of bed and went to the bathroom where I brushed my teeth and went to the kitchen where I had my Breakfast, I can't start any mentally or physically activity if i didn't eat well. My dad was in the café preparing it and mom was cooking food and then she'll go after him. we talked a little bit for breakfast, and then I went back to my room.
I wore my sneakers and put sunscreen on my face because it's so sensitive and then put on my Hijab. yes maybe you didn't expect this,But i'm veiled. I went out right after kissing my mum in the cheek . I went on my bike to the park where i run around the garden. it may seem odd, but I love sports, it helps me to increase my endurance.
Actually, I don't really have any friends, all of those whom i know are just classmates, they don't treat me as a friend and barely talk to me.
But I don't care, I see friends just basically Digg and luxury lifestyle.
After getting tired of running I headed to one vendor and bought a bottle of water I drank it and then I rode my bike again and headed home, showered and dried up my hair. I wore my casual comfortable and went to the Café to help my parents.i Didn't even get into this previously but I work as a waitress there from time to time, I don't like to see my parents getting more tired.
Before i get out of the House, i washed the breakfast dishes. Then took my phone and my keys and went out.
while i was going to the coffee shop. I was distracted when I heard the screaming girl. " He is a thief. ". i remained standing in my place cause I didn't really realise what she just said. A man approached me running too fast and looking behind him. he hit me and knocked me down. Then fled but the story in my imagination was of another sort * then i have done something to stop the thief * but reality is different, all what I thought was what is best for me and my desire to make a way for the thief to run away. Did I ever mention that I don't like violence? i'm a peaceful girl.
Still on the floor when I heard someone telling me.
?: Are you okay? I saw what happened.
he offered me his hand but I didn't took it. Just got up quickly and clean dust off my clothes. what?! Not every stranger gave me a helping hand i take it. I'm not that kind. Not because I'm a snob or anything like that. Only I don't like acting like I know everybody. But I have good manners and of course I thanked him.
Me: Yes. Thanks, I have to go now.
?: OK. be carefull next time.
In the coffee shop there was just one customer. I can see the sadness in my father's eyes because the case is getting worse in the Café. I have to think of a solution to attract customers before bankrupting our final. suddenly a group guys came in and they sat around the table number four.
So I went to take the request.
Me: what's your request? I asked them with a smile in order that they become regular customers here when I saw the young man whom I met on the way here.
?: We want a glass of orange juice. And two iced coffee and one soda.
Someone said it and i wrote down their request and went to give it to Dad while mom was in charge of the ATM.
I was standing from afar looking through the window and saw a girl that looks rich getting out from a luxury car, she and a Lady apparently her mother. Then they entered to our humble shop. And they sat nagging from the hot weather and making more than one remark on the Café.
??: What is this, my daughter. It's an antique Cafe hasn't the owners heard of renewal start?!? Hahaha
These evil laughs made blood coursing through my veins. But I tried to calm myself down and went to get thier order.
Me: what's your request?
?: I didn't like something from this menu. Right, sweetie.
What is this..? Does she want to drive me nuts with her daughter Barbie doll like.. What does she want me to give her? Sparrow milk maybe.
Me: that's all we can afford.
I answered, trying to hide my anger staleness with a little smile. When she started scolding me claiming that the service here is not good.
?: What's this stupid coffee spot. You Don't have more than 10 options how can you expect me to choose from that menu!
One of the guys got up from his table. I think that her voice gave him severe headache
?: You can go to another place because the menu won't change if you screams.
?: Who are you and how dare you talk to me like that.
Debate raged between them and during all this time, mom and Dad were in the kitchen so they didn't hear. I do not want them to see what's going on, i tryed to calm down both sides. But.. No.. Neither of them listened; then hit my hand firmly on the table. That attracted the attention of everyone In astonishment.
Me: If you don't want to order from the menu you can find another coffee shop and no need for all this fuss. And it would be better to not honour us with your presence again. And sorry if the service was bad all treated commensurate as he deserves.
A brief silence reigned. shock appeared on the faces of everyone, including that disgruntled woman. she couldn't say a word; all she did is picking up her bag and leaving with her daughter. The young man returned to his place.the one from this morning's incident had this weird smile on his face. what.. Why is he smiling? Did I do something wrong? There is a difference between having morals or being well mannered. And allowing for such a woman to disturb my parents. don't they have enough problems already?
At the end of the day I came home tired. My phone was ringing. Who on Earth? He's my brother,l smiled and replied quickly.
Me: ' Alo Yamin! How are you? And how's grandma?
Yamin: fine. I miss you so much. Did you save me a piece of the cake that I love?
Me: of course not, why would i.. Haha
We talked about everything, no matter how small it was. And then he requested to talk to Dad. This month my brother was helping grandma in her work in the village. my grandmother sells her cow's milk in the market but nowadays she is unable to so one of us help her in her work.
I can't open my eyes from fatigue so I wore pajamas. And brushed my teeth, and straight to bed where i slept soundly as a little kid.
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hey guys if you have any remarks or correction feel free to leave me a comment. i wrote this story originally in Arabic so it would absolutly have many errors, since i was the one to translate it DUH!!
tell me about your opinion and if you wanna read the arabic version check wattpad.com and this is the link: https://www.wattpad.com/story/37712957-%D9%81%D9%8A-%D8%B3%D9%86-16
BY: Missdreamer15
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