I was looking at the toys in front of me with disgust on my face. It has been about one year and few months since I was born into this world. You might wonder how I don't think about the possibility of that i may be in a coma. Well, this house and family have no resemblaynce to a normal one.
What I mean is that it is more like a palacd than a house. My family behaves like medieval nobles, even my sister. Even the outside environment was strange and unfamiliar. It felt like I had gone back several centuries and was living in a kingdom. And something even stranger; the system here is based on magic and sorcery. I realized this when I found out that a piece of burning magic paper could do what a lamp does. Or like how mom cooks food without oven or any heat resources but only by using magic. As a baby with advanced learning abilities, I could understand their language to some extent, and what they described didn't seem like anything other than magic to me. So, I stopped thinking about the possibility of that i've been into a coma because my little brain certainly doesn't have such creative imaginary. Plus, in my previous life, I had never seen any movies about magic or imaginary things because magic seemed very far-fetched and unreal to me.
I fixed my building blocks on my structure for home construction. It was in my mind to build a sky-scraper, which was very common in my country.
"Well, it's fixed".
Unfortunately or fortunately, I managed to adapt with my baby body now that I can sit up, grab objects with my hands, say or understand some words. But I still have one fundamental problem: I took my building block piece up but no matter how high I raised my hand, it didn't reach the top of my skyscraper structure.
'I can't stand and walk by myself.'
This was truly torturous agony for me. Although I could move on all four by crawling, long distances were very difficult for me. On the other hand, to go outside, someone had to carry me.
I don't know if my sister is experiencing this torment and has memories of her previous life or if she has forgotten. Whenever I can, I will ask her.
With the sudden collapse of my skyscraper, my mouth remained open in astonishment.
"Pffft, what a ridiculous thing you built. Let me show you what you can build with these Legos," he said.
I stared at Aldos with greed. A 4-year-old brat boy, or in other words, my brother.
he always unintentionally ruined my solitude and messed up my mind.
'You got lucky that I still can't speak properly, otherwise I would know what to do with you.'
To tell the truth, I can handle normal conversations, but I feel embarrassed to speak because of my childish tone. So I try to talk less. With frustration, I walked towards the baby walker and climbed it.
"Where are you going? I want to teach you how to do it".
I sticked out my tongue for him and then went inside the baby walker. I started walking. 'I have to learn how to do it as quickly as possible.'
Suddenly my baby walker stopped and I looked out for what's behind me
"I SAID WAIT!" Aldos had grabbed one of the Legs on my babywalker and was pulling it.
"Leth gho ouf me!"I shouted angrily.
I didn't care about my childish tone anymore, I just wanted him to take his hand off me. I always disliked the punkish and rude kids. Aldos not only didn't let go, but he pulled me towards him with all his strength. Being younger and weaker than him, I couldn't resist anymore and was pulled towards him. As a result of this pulling, I fell along with my baby walker. I felt intense pain in my wrist that I had protected with my body and instinctively cried out under tears. It didn't take long for my mother to run towards us in panic,
"Oh my God! What happened here?" She pulled me out from under baby walker and hugged me. She took my red hand in hers and kissed it. "Shhh! It's okay, nothing happened." She turned towards Aldos and started arguing with him, "What did you do? Don't you realize she could have serious injuries?"
Fearfully, he looked at me and then at mom, "But she fell herself; it's not my fault."
Grinding my teeth together.I had to let go of the last remaining piece of my pride.
"He'th la-a-ing!" I said With tears in my eyes.
"baby walker doesn't fall on it's own even if Angela tries her best."
Hearing the name Angela made My frown scowled. This name alone has robbed all the grandeur of my past life.
'But my sister's name is still Arina. Does that mean I am the one with no luck?'
"I'm sorry!" Aldos's choked voice made me relax my frown. I held back my wicked smile.
Anyway, I had to act like an innocent and oppressed girl. Mom saw Aldos's regret, sat on the ground and took him in her arms. "You are my most valuable possessions. That's why I don't want anything bad to happen to both of you."
Aldos burst into tears. "I'm sorry, Mommy!"
I looked at my mom. As far as I remember, when I was about three years old, my parents died in an accident and then Arina went through a lot of difficulties. Because she was older than me she took responsibility of growing me up herself. And while we were like dolls among our acquaintances and relatives, she had to put up with me. Arina could never experience the childhood because of me. But now...
'I have never seen Dad up close and it is likely that he is either dead or divorced. But with Arina's having a mother, she lives a much freer and comfortable life than before.'
And I was really happy about that. I smiled and closed my eyes.
'I love this family too.'
After being in that position for a while, we started smelling a strange smell. Hearing Mom's scream made my smile turn into a smirk.
"Oh no, my food is burnt!"
Mom is very absent-minded and distracted. She often burns the food, puts me in the wrong bed when I sleep, puts sugar instead of salt in the food, etc.
That's why during this year and a bit of being in this world, burning food every day seemed like the most natural thing to happen to me. She terrifiedly put me down on the ground and took Aldos out of her arms.
"Be a good kid. Don't bother Angela."
And then she quickly ran towards the kitchen.