Introduction
I was sitting at the table wondering about what's happening around me , I could tell that it was going to be another boring day. The sky was cloudy and everyone around me looked pale .
Then this elegant and beautiful lady started talking to me , Her face gave off the vibes of desperation and sadness , I wonder why ?
"Do you remember your name ?" That woman asked me
I didn't respond , I was thinking . No one asked me that question for a long long while .
Then she asked me again what my name is , But she said this word "Father" , I don't remember being married . weird . "No" I responded to her after a while , I could see some tears on her face.
I didn't like her , this lady gave me sad and depressing vibes . But then I looked beside me there was this little girl in her pink dress , she was pretty , she was happy .
"Do you know what day are we on today?" , The same woman asked me .
I answered with "who?" , was she even talking to me ? . What kind of questions are these I kept thinking .
Then she said "You , father , Who else would it be ?" .
she is back at it again , I thought . Why did she keep saying "father" , I could swear I am not her father .It baffled me .
"Who are you?" , I asked her with a clueless tone
" I am juliet father , your daughter " , She answered me back with tears running all over her face . Then the little child next to me stood up , I could tell that she was 4 or 5 . "Mom, why are you crying?"
"Nothing sweetheart , don't worry about me" .
Was the little child her daughter ? , I mean it seemed so . You wouldn't call anyone "mom" without it being truly your mother right? .
Where am I ? , should I ask this lady in front of me . She seems busy with crying . Maybe i shouldn't interrupt her .
I stood up and started to wander around to what seemed like a house for me .Why was I in the lady's house ? .
"Where are you going?" she asked me , I however decided not to respond to her . She was sad , I hate sad people .
She kept on insisting where I was going , Can't she stop for a while I am trying to think . How did I get here ? , Where Am I ?, Who are those people ? . I was afraid .
Then that little girl held my hand ,
I felt happy .
