Snippet #760031

Seraphina gazed out the window, " Seraphina, were here. ", The driver says his attention turned to her. She doesn't say a word or gaze at him. She watches the mansion her eyes close as she tries to remember the last moments of home but fail too. She hears as the driver gets out closing the door behind him making his way around. A sigh comes from her lips as she leans off the door, hand grabs the strap of her bag. He opens the door. She gets out the vehicle but then stops before taking a step her head turns to the driver, her caretaker, her family, Don. He was the one who actually took the time to understand her. He was still young in his 20's she remembers her first time meeting him, she was six years of age being cold and dark towards him but he always kept a smile which she cherished. He was 10, working in her household to help his family and weaken mother.

He looks down at her concerned. She looked at him with sorrow, he wouldn't be with her any longer as they will be far apart. She hugged him and tried to smile like he would but couldn't. " I'll miss you, Don. " She said almost in a whisper. He pat her head as she pulled away she knew he had to leave go back home and find a new job. She blamed her self. After he finished pulling her luggage out the car she hears him, " Happy birthday, Bunny. " He said it cheerfully almost in a joke. She looks at him then smiled and nodded. He always knew how to make her smile without her even trying to force it out thats how he knew she was happy and meant it. He smiles as he gets in the car then drives off.


Seraphina watched hopelessly, it was like she was abandon. Her grip tighten on the strap of her messenger bag as she bowed her head looking down. She didn't want to cry cause if she did she wouldn't be able to stop it. She quickly grabbed the handle of her luggage and turned sharply to the mansion. walking towards the door the luggage rolling behind her. She was nerves, scared, sad all at once. She wanted to look back and wanting to see her family, her home, her school, and Don. She bit her bottom lip and hesitated to look as she knocked on the door eyes closed, she knocked and knocked. The loud knockings blocking out the sadness but her hand started to hurt being banged against a hard surface and stopped. Opening her eyes as she saw the ground, her shoes.