1 The Last Kiss - 1

I am Hanna....

You know who I am?

I am going to tell you a story....

My own story.

You know what all things I enjoyed when I was a kid?

You know how I see the world?

If you really want to know, then Be Me..

You know I always loved fairy land, dreamt of being a princess there, marrying another loving prince... It was sooooo nice.

The banquet hall was filled with people, some were my relatives, others were related to my prince charming and the rest were our friends.

The hall was decorated with flowers everywhere.

I was standing in the decorated stage holding hands of my prince charming. He smiled at me... It was such a dazzling smile that I was unable to take my eyes away from him.

He was wearing a royal blue wedding suit and I am in a frock.

Of course it is a frock.... I am only 6 year old am marrying my prince charming in my fairy world you know.

All were ready to eat the food. Suddenly I saw a box with full of chocolate....

Wow, I screamed and ran towards it.

But my little leg hit on a wooden piece and oh my God, I fell into the box.

"Its 7 now. Get up and get ready. You have school today."

Who is this, I wondered.

Oh mum, its my mum. It means the marriage was in my dream !!!!????????????????

Oh God, you could have extended night duration a bit more so that I could have tasted the chocolate at least one. I am really sad.

"Hey you, good morning, get up and get ready for school"

Mummy has always this to say, go to school, study.

But I hate both. I dont like kids in my class. I cannot run that fast like them. I am not good at singing. Ann made fun of me yesterday like when I sing, my sound is like the sound of a crow. Than loose tongue Ann cant see I am fair and not black like a crow, then how come my sound be like that of a crow. She should have compared me to the pigeon, the white pigeon in Uncle's house.....

Oh noo... It sounds like "Kurrr kurrr". I dont like that either.

Okay, I will tell her today that my sound is like that of the love bird's sound...

Love birds.... Hurray... I got the exact sound to compare with my sound.

Tantanatanatyavoo tyavooo.... (This is a sound that I make when I feel like I won something or outsmarted someone)...

"Hanna what are you doing, still dreaming? get ready you idiot. From what time I have been yelling at you and you have not stepped out from bed. "

Oh God, mummy is angry. Where are my clothes. I should reach bathroom now somehow. When I opened the door, the dress was there, ironed and ready to wear, my school uniform.

I reached the bathroom and closed the door. I opened the water tap.

"You are already in the bathroom?, good girl?"..

Yahooooo, mummy is calm now.... but... but... but...

Oh my GOD, I have not brushed my teeth.... Brush is near the basin in the corner of hall.

????????????????????????

Ideaaaa.... Today just brush with my hands and bathing and dressing up.

I finished that and opened the door.

Mummmy.... Why she is staring at me angrily... Her face is fierce.... Have I done anything wrong. Oh.. Oh... what happened....

"Did you brush your teeth today, Hanna???"

"Ye...Noo..Yaa... Mummy I forgot, sorry"

If I didn't say that she will beat me, I know.. You always like beating me up. If my father was here...

"I told you germs will accumulate if you dint brush your teeth.. Go fast and brush"

"Mummy I already took bath and you know our birds uncle told me that we cannot brush teeth after bathing"

"Oh...oh.. I didn't know that... When he said so" ????????????

"When he was cleaning his birds nest.. he he. ???????????????? can I have porridge now?"

"Birds uncle told me that I should never give my kids any food if they didn't brush their teeth, so am helpless. I can't give you good and you can't eat."

" Mummy I will brush now"

"Oh don't do darling, you had your bath already"

"Inky pinky ponky father has a donkey".. I just named me and mummy with each word and last word donkey, I pointed towards her. .... Mummy now you are donkey,. so I won't obey you. Just am going to brush my teeth. Get porridge ready for me.....

(I donno how to deal with my little pumpkin.... mummy thought)....