I was a curious kid. I always wonder around and keep an observant contact with everyone around me. My family always thought I am one of those weird kid who tend to pluck noses with their feet. I couldn't deny, it made me happy when I was just a kid. But they also consider me as a sweet loving child. I love cuddles. I love it when someone hug me from behind. I even wrap myself with a blanket even when the atmosphere is warm. Oh how I miss childhood. If you will be wondering who I am close with between my mother and father. I am close with my Dad. After hours at school, he will pick me up and eat sandwiches while waiting for my older Sister, Camille. I miss swinging at the park when I was still young. He also used to tell stories before going to bed. But I barely remember those classics stories. I was close with my Dad, until one night.

　　Being a young child, was amazing, I always borrow my older sister, mother or father's phone just to play games. I only got to play games at night, because they have work in the morning. But this one night was different. I was enjoying every minute I have while using my Dad's mobile phone. Until then I decided to sign up on social media just to see if my friends have a message for me. But I didn't want to use any application, and so I used a Chrome. Once I typed in the website, a quick nervousness showed by having sweat drip down my side forehead. A shock in my eyes appeared. I was alone in our room, about to fix the bed that we'll be lying down. Her name immediately showed up in the screen, my father's girlfriend. I honestly feel numb. Later then, my mom entered the room. Without any hesitation, I told her what I saw. She did not show any reaction and left the room, minutes later, my sister entered the room.

　　                  "Let's go to sleep", my sister initiated. And so, we did. I immediately helped her fixed the bed that was supposed to be done minutes ago. I prayed, and closed my eyes. Camille hit the lights and lie down beside me. I once again open my eyes, it was really dark. I have feeling in my gut that something horrible happened. We usually don't sleep this early, it is still 8pm. I couldn't sleep. So I check, if my sister was still awake. She is.

　　                  "What happened? Why are we sleeping this early?", I asked.

　　                  "Just go to sleep."

　　                  But I couldn't, so I just continue to wonder all night. Until I hear footsteps about to enter the room. It was my dad. I pretended to be sleeping, I don't want to talk to him, because I don't see any reason why I should, I quickly felt a kiss on my forehead. Assuming it was my dad, it couldn't possibly be my sister, we're not that sweet to each other. Minutes later, I fell asleep.

　　                  The next day, was not so good. I still feel numb, I notice that my mother's eyes were puffy. I wanted to ask what happened but I felt like it truly isn't the right time for it. That's when I just decided to come up with a conclusion. My dad had been in abroad for at least 10 years. I assume that is where they met. I couldn't even have a long eye contact with my father, I absolutely, don't know what to feel. I didn't even cry. And that's where it all really began. That horrible night. I almost forgot, my name is Elise, and this is my story.

　　Still, be grateful for whatever may come, and trust that everything happens for a reason.