My name is Barbara Marvel Jesus. I am sixteen years old
I have a mum and a younger sister named Makaela. My dad died in a plane crash four years ago, he was a pilot
I was very proud of my dad when he was alive, he was my best friend. I am not one of those girls who share a close bond with their mother
My parents were divorced, I lived with my father while Makaela lived with mum. I was ten when my parents divorced and my sister was four so she had to live with my mum as she is below five and can't decide where to live on her own.
I chose to live with my dad because he had always been my favourite and also because he promised that he wouldn't get remarried until I was about sixteen and that it will be to someone I approve of. I dread living with Mike my mum's husband and father of one son Simon
Mike owns a night club and has been seeing my mum before she even got divorced, he comes to our house when dad's away. Even though dad never said anything to me, I knew he had caught them together because the divorce happened so quickly and after the divorce, they haven't been speaking to each other. When dad wanted to see makaela or mum wanted to see me they would arrange to meet at a place and I would go with a driver.
After the divorce, dad didn't stay long at work anymore and we spent time together. We had a lot of hobbies in common so it wasn't so hard to bond
In the mornings dad would wake me up and we will say our prayers together, I would make his coffee, even though we had a maid, I prefer to make his coffee myself. Dad will then drive me to school after breakfast. I attend a girls day school about an hour drive from home. My driver Manuel picks me up from school and drops me at aunt Nellie's store. Aunt Nellie is my dad's younger sister who owns a kids store near our house. I go to her store after school because I have a lot of friends there and also because her snacks section serves the best scones and smoothies.
September 15, the day my dad died, I was coming from school later than usual because the driver came late. That day I didn't feel like going to aunt Nellie's so I told Manuel to drive me home. Manuel called aunt Nellie and said I wasn't coming and aunt Nellie told Manuel over the phone that she will be waiting at our house, this was weird. On my way home I thought I saw my dad in the bushes covered in a pool of blood, I screamed and Manuel had to stop the car. By the time he got down, I was crying and goosebumps appeared all over me
"What happened, "Manuel asked
"N-nn-othing" I answered
I couldn't see clearly but I think a spied a tear at the corner of Manuel's eye.
When we got to the gate of the estate we lived in, I ran down from the car and towards the streets crying, it took Manuel ten minutes to catch up with me and calm me down.
When we got home, Nana my nanny served me tea pet me to sleep
The next day I heard the news that my dad was dead
"May his gentle soul rest in peace"
"Amen. I am going to the mortuary to claim his remains"
"I feel pity for Marvel"
I screamed and burst into uncontrollable tears
My dad was laid to rest that day as is body was burnt and almost unidentifiable. I cried my eyes out for days. Aunt Nellie had to move to our house to take care of me.
My dad left my sister and I quite a fortune but we are not allowed to touch it until am twenty-five except my and my sister's education trust fund.
My aunt Nellie told me one day that she couldn't live with me anymore because she was travelling to Dubai and can't take me along because of my education.
I was distraught because I knew that meant I had to live with my mum
I just finished my second year of Senior high school. Living with mum means live with Simon and changing environment,
changing environment meant changing school.
Update: moving to Duncan town
Xoxo: Marvel.