Chapter 1
I guess there are people who have been condemned to be alone all there lives. Am one of them, Rose Sanders. I never had a person in my life who stayed with me,for like forever. They all leave; some die and others just stop talking to me. Others shift to different places and communication breaks.
My family died in a plane crash going to Hawaii. Mom,dad and my 2 elder sisters. I had chicken pox, so I had gone to stay with my granny. I was just 6 years old. Two years later, my granny died of a heart attack. I was sent to live with an old uncle of mine. He was the best person I had ever had. Spent 10 good years with him before he too died.
I ended up being alone most of the time. And with my career in medicine,my social life was a disaster. I had just one friend, Cara, who was my room mate and for a while, she helped kill my loneliness. But a misunderstanding made her move out of the room and leaving me all alone...again. Since then,I got used to be alone; I lived alone,went to the movies alone and even had vacations alone.
I know it's sad but I guess I got used to be by my own and went on with the flow. Am a successful 26 year old psychiatrist who is happy being alone. I got colleagues who I hang out with but I can say that we are not friends,just colleagues. I wondered if it was because of my face; I looked like a serious and scary person. Or because of my bad fate. Meh, I guess not. It's just how my life has been. And am sure as hell it will never change till I die. Or so I thought.
