Me!!!

I was born on a crisp autumn morning, October 12, 1980, in Springfield, Illinois. My parents, Julian Bennett and Ava Russell, welcomed me into the world with open arms, surrounded by the warmth of our cozy home. Our small family of three lived in a charming two-story house on Elm Street, filled with laughter and love. As a child, I, Evelyn Bennett, was fascinated by the world around me. I spent hours exploring our backyard, discovering hidden treasures like shiny rocks and colorful leaves.

My parents encouraged my curiosity, providing me with books, puzzles, and games to stimulate my growing mind. Family Traditions Sunday dinners were sacred in our household. My parents would spend hours preparing a feast, filling the kitchen with the aroma of roasting chicken and freshly baked bread. We'd gather around the dinner table, sharing stories and laughter, grateful for the time together. Summer vacations were another cherished tradition. We'd pack up our station wagon and embark on adventures across the Midwest, visiting grandparents, aunts, and uncles. Those trips forged unbreakable bonds between us, creating memories that would last a lifetime. Siblings and Friendship My siblings, Olivia and Caleb, were my built-in best friends. We shared a room, toys, and secrets. Our parents taught us the value of teamwork, encouraging us to work together and support one another. Olivia, two years my senior, took on a mentorship role. She'd help me with homework, teach me new games, and protect me from bullies. Caleb, three years younger, was my partner in crime. We'd concoct mischief, explore the neighborhood, and share our deepest fears and dreams. My parents instilled in me the importance of kindness, empathy, and hard work. They led by example, volunteering at local charities and helping those in need. I learned to appreciate the value of community service, participating in school fundraisers and neighborhood clean-ups. Challenges and Triumphs As I entered elementary school, I faced challenges that tested my resilience. I struggled with reading, and my parents worked tirelessly with me, patiently guiding me through phonics and comprehension exercises. Their unwavering support helped me overcome obstacles, building confidence and perseverance. I began to excel in school, discovering a passion for writing and storytelling. Closing Thoughts As I reflect on my childhood, I realize the significance of those early years. My family's love, guidance, and support laid the foundation for the person I am today.

My grandparents, Ruth and William Russell, lived in a cozy farmhouse on the outskirts of Springfield. Summer vacations were always filled with excitement as we'd spend weeks at their farm, exploring the rolling hills, creeks, and cornfields. Grandma Ruth would teach me how to bake pies, preserve jam, and tend to her garden. Her patience and kindness were contagious, and I cherished every moment spent with her. Grandpa William, a retired farmer, would regale us with tales of his adventures, from harvesting crops to fixing broken tractors. His stories sparked my imagination, and I'd spend hours creating my own adventures in the surrounding woods. Family Legends Our family had its share of legends, passed down through generations. One of my favorites was the story of Great-Grandfather James, who immigrated from Ireland during the potato famine. His bravery and resilience inspired me to face my own challenges.

My joy was amplified when I read his text that fateful noon.He just asked me to see him at a particular cafe around the vicinity of that place. He didn't mention to me why I was coming, neither did I ask him for reasons. I knew I would be multiplied with a lot of happiness if only I obeyed without questioning him but who could tell if the story would be different.

Armed with my fashioned bag and a file, I adjusted the style of my gown I worn on to make the fitting of it well placed again. I made the use of my black colored hand kerchief in my left hand in cleaning the dust that had occupied themselves janjatic at the edge of my foot, then finally adjusted my recommended eye glass which was in hell very nice and adding a specify look on me. I headed straight for the cafe to meet Daniel. If I was asked to give account of the entire minutes it got me there , only to disappear and appear exactly 5 feets away from him , it could have been the easiest thing i can do at the moment.

I was too shy to meet him he was conversing with his friends. I rather thought of staying away abit facing a different direction. His tiny image would come into my head slightly and moves out again. I couldn't explain why I was so passionate to speak with him. I wondered also why he wanted to see me that day, "could it be he wanted to discuss something very important with me?" , "or introduce me to his friends?" , as what??.... " or we should be hanging out together that evening?", I don't really know. I know I'm used to satisfying him was with funds whenever he's in need or not. My thoughts raced through all kinds of possibilities. I was a bit confused . I wished he could leave his friends to simply speak with me in private briefly. I accepted the fact I never knew what's on the way for me that day. I heaved a sighs of relief perhaps he was the one who sent for me😕.

I became to tired of waiting. I sensed he saw me and still didn't come to me. I was beginning to be ashamed of myself. I've been standing there for long, like an alien without moving or ultering a word to somebody not even a person. If only I was even trying to reach my phone for calls ,the thought would have been different. I started moving slowly towards a fence, it's known to be at the back of the whole arranged cafe shop on the row. It's barely opposite a large building at the other corner.

I turned when I heard the voice "beauty" , my name beauty could vouch the fact I'm indeed very pretty. Daniel was the one calling .he was wildly and gesticulating at the time . He had been on my name for almost more than a second then I heard the pronunciation of the same word immediately. He layed his hand on my shoulder and I turn in a twinkle of eye. My heart skipped. I was at his presence. I felt my body wasn't functioning well. I could barely look up to him , my legs refuses to make a move also. My chest was knocking hardly against my ribs and inner part of my image. My blood seized and stop flowing within the veins from my hands to the lower.

"Are you leaving?" He mumbled slowly and peeped into my sight.

I couldn't suspense what exactly was going on in my body . I was rather anxious, I don't know why.

"No.......no....... I feel ....... im exhausted", I stuttered and moved abit backward, realeasing his placed hands around my shoulders to the air and instantly my blood began to flow. He noticed my sighs of relief but he didn't let me know he knew already neither was I bothered.

"What are even saying?, you're tired and leaving yet you didn't make any attempt of even telling me. What If I hadn't come after you?" He asked menacingly.

>>>(I can't stop thinking about you for a second. Your image would always come in a sped to my skull and promptly disappear🥹. I just want to be with you🥰🤎. My thoughts are always been driven close to you and reminds me of the quality time I'd spend with you🌚. I had never liked anyone the way I like you😌🌸, jealousy guarding the gift I'm about to get💔😞, it would be suicidal for me to lose you.......... 😔🤍)>>>

" I didn't thought to disturb you and your friends earlier then but I hope you noticed I was somewhere there" I said

"Can you imagine ???.......... At least you should have cut me in!!!!!!!" He flattered , seeming abit angry.

Fear raced through my head. I thought Daniel would be different that day , his approach to me at first was quite reavealing but I never could tell what is it that had gone over him again. I stood speechless at him and stare contemptuously.

"Are you okay girl?" He fired at me indignantly, making me shake inside. "Can't you hear me? Im speaking to you or should I just leave?"

I wondered why Daniel would ask me such question,If he was to leave or not. I can't control him, so who am I to order him instructions that he must obey. That wasn't even bothering me much. Why would he raise his voice on me after sending on for me, I can't explain.

"I thought you wanted to see me?" I asked swiftly.

"Yes i wanted to see you , but i changed my minddddd. Just leave!!!" He spoked

Tears streamed down my cheeks like water from an iced block. My efforts on trying to push the tear back has not got to be strong enough for me alone. Imagine, he was the one that sent for me and by now sending me away like a nobody. I could feel pain in my heart. I heard myself crying like a baby, I couldn't hide the bitterness in me anymore. I simply had to let away of the tears.

"I'm sorry" I managed to say even if it wasn't necessary.

"You should be sorry for yourself either" he added.

Why would I be sorry for myself on what reason should that be coming from? I didn't expect it from him again. I don't really know why he has gotten to me so harsh on me , he sent for me and making me feel pain in between. I thought if I hadn't done anything wrong that he's after me so long or maybe something bad he's about to let out if I talk back. I can't talk back I know that but why all these?

I moaned louder and a stream of tears kept flowing down my cheeks easily in it free world. I needed about ten pools of distinguished water to pull down the flaming fire around my heart. I was in hell. Just because I had never liked anyone the way I do with Daniel , he's extremely so different. It's really alarming tho. It would be suicidal for me to ever lose him. Why he was mean to me kept pressurizing me , I can't still figure out something.

I sat on the ground shortly after the time , sensing if I was in my dream. I wondered how my tears hadnt pinch him at all. I could say it would have been beyond bad if nothing still happen about it. He heard me again , his entire face becomes rather impatient. You would know he had something in mind to Di at the particular time. He tapped one of his feet on the ground hardly and then bent down. He drew me closer as I looked at him keenly, our eye hit each other again. Sniffing,I robbed my eyes with my palm like a baby and looked down to my foots.

He raised my head up with his hands. I noticed my something around me chest left me instantly and my body wasn't placed well again like the way it usually use to be. He peeped through my eyes again,staring on my lip's contemptuously and still uttered nothing from him. I could hardly control myself at the moment. My heart kept knocking hard on me and pounding so deeply within me. I needed inhaler at the moment then. I was still crying. By now, my eye were bit swollen down. The water that had been dropping from my eye would be enough to take a thorough bath of a new born if not really properly. He wiped me off with his skinned hand and I felt relieved within.

"I'm deeply.........really..........sorry. I accepted I had made you feel much pain, please forgive me. I think I just came back to my self please" he mumbled slowly.

His voice seemed to have been coming from a far hill then raced through the bottom of my entire body. I could say I didn't expect he could be saying this to me again after all he has passes much sorrow to me. It seemed on again he wanted to apologise and then leave. I never knew what else I should be expecting if only he simply apologise to me and go his way but still I didn't wanted him leave me at the moment even throughout our stay to show how much I truly love him. My thoughts could be bombarded with different shapes of his images again if he leaves without looking back. I feel rather reluctant to accept his plead now.

"Don't you feel to forgive me? I said I'm sorry, please.......... beauty Just for you to consider all I said wrong to you" he whispered again.

"No.......... No......... " I said and moan more.

He smiled cynically... "why then can't you just forgive me and forget all these please so I could leave you to think well" he spoked.

" are you still not sorry for yourself, I don't believe you can still be raising on your voice on me again still begging for mercy" I said.

I fixed my eyes on him , knowing well he would surrender for apology again.

" I confess I'm sorry for myself and that the reason I had stood for you forgiveness" he said.

I raised my brow for some seconds and added..... "I beg to leave please"..... I steal out through another entrance in between the cafe shops on the left.

I bothered not turning my face back. I sensed the position of a wireless pole he would be applicable on standing on. Beaming out my name from ear to ear, even when I never considered looking back. He still persist.