This is a remade of my Fanfiction: "Every teardrop is a waterfall," so enjoy and thank you for reading.
I'm just a one in a million. Just an average girl. An average girl attempting to live an average life. An average life that's harder to live than anything. Hard because living under the radar is the average life I live twenty-four seven. You see, most people would label me as 'average' or even 'normal' because of my causal appearance and relaxed nature. But that's not the case. My names Anna, no need for a last name since my bloodline is dead. I go by many names. Lara, Megan, Gabriella but Anna is my blood name. My birth name.
My mother gave it to me. Her name was Cataleya. She was the most beautiful mother in the world. She was the best at what she did. Being a loving, funny, caring mother. She had soft skin that felt like a soft blanket that I loved and slept in. She was my pillow, blanket and bed. She had golden eyes that seem to radiate with mystery and a hidden passion. Long, brown curly hair that hung loosely over her shoulders and framed her delicate face. I don't know about anyone else, but she was the most beautiful thing to me. She was the only thing in this world I loved deeply to the point of she ever got hurt, I thought I'll feel her pain. My father, he's another story altogether. He was tall, like sycamore tree tall. He was built but not built to the point if he hugged you he would accidentally break a bone in you. He had honey colored eyes, that were a couple shades darker than moms and looked a bit more 'normal,' they were still stunning regardless and his skin was rough but the good kind of roughness that didn't irritate my skin. He went to the army when I was few months old and never came back. My mom refused to tell me what happened to him but I could only guess he was K.I.A when I got older.
Now, you may be saying that everything I am mentioning sounds like a 'normal average life,' besides my father disappearing. But you see, my mom was...taken away from me before my eyes when I was five. These men storm into our house looking for someone. For something. They were dressed in military clothing, almost similar to swat team gear. We were hiding upstairs, in the main bedroom in the closet. It feels like yesterday I lost her.
"Anna," she said in a whisper while she grasp my face in her hands. Tears were falling down her cheeks while she smiled. I could tell she was scared but what was she scared, "Listen to me baby girl okay." I nodded a yes but I was confused.
"Mama what's happening?" I could hear loud sounds and shouting coming from downstairs. I was getting scared.
"Listen. You're mommy's soldier right?" she asked.
"Yeah. I'm your soldier like daddy was." She smiled at my response. She let go of my face and begun to take off the locket she always had around her neck. I watched as it shimmered slightly as she grasp my tiny hands and put it in my palms, closing my fingers around them and lifted my hands to her lips and kissed them.
"Papi would be so proud," she smiled through her painful tears. I lifted my hands and wiped them away.
"Big girls don't cry mommy. Remember that?" I asked. She nodded.
"Yeah I remember." I let out gasp when I heard loud bangs coming near her room.
"Mommy," I whimpered. She hugged me tightly before pulling back.
"Promise me one thing Anna."
"Yeah mommy?" I watched as she dug through her clothes and pulled out a black shoe box. She opened it. I could barely make out what was in it but the little sun rays that shone through the cracks bounced off something that was shiny and black. She took them out and I heard a click. "Mommy?" She gazed at me and her golden eyes seem to glow bright.
"Don't forget where you came from. Okay? No matter what, accept help when it comes okay?"
"O-okay. I promise." She leaned in and kissed my forehead, unknowingly to me was the last kiss I was ever going to get from her ever again. She picked me up and opened the door of the closet. The door to her room had many locks and I watched over her shoulder as it jolted. I was scared. Who are these people? Mommy yanked her bed sheets off and opened the window. She made me balanced between the open window.
"Hold this and don't let go okay?" I nodded. She wrap the sheet around me twice, knotting it before she picked me up and dangled me out the window. "Close your eyes honey." I closed them as I grasp the fabric tightly along with the locket that was in my right hand. I felt weightless as she slowly let me go and carefully lowered me to the waiting ground below. Suddenly I heard a loud snap I opened my eyes and looked up. She was looking behind her and she frantically begun lowering me down faster before she let out a gasp while I felt something warm and wet splatter on my face, and she let go of the sheets. I fell the rest of the way, but the distance was kind a short. I landed on my back and I instantly started crying at the pain. I gazed a up and saw my mommy looking at with pained eyes. I saw red seeping from her shoulder and a bit escape her mouth. She mouthed me something just as a man approached her from behind. He looked like he had a shiny head. I got up, scooping up the bed sheet that was tied around me and grasping on to her locket and ran as fast as I could. She mouthed run. To run and keep going and not look back.
Don't look back.
Don't go back to her.
Don't help her.
Don't help mommy or they'll hurt you bad.
I cried hard as I run as fast as my little legs could take me. "I'm sorry mommy."
To this day, that image of blood trickling out her mouth and shoulder haunts my mind everyday.