The days went by slowly. Just as I had hoped. For I was dreading the moment when I would have to leave forever. This had been my life, for a number of years now, and I wasn’t willing to drop it all that easily. I wasn’t quite ready, for the big change that my father had in store for me. At least I didn’t think I was, for I don’t know what he has planned. But somehow I don’t think it will be to my liking.
You see Father’s a mysterious man, not like any other. As I remember him, as he was before, he was secretive. Very sly and cunning, and not someone you would like to be enemies with. He’s always looked older than he is. I recall his hunched back, which was only there out of his own doing. His foul mood was permanent, and he could never take a joke. It’s going to be hard to create fun there.
It’s going to be a big change, and I have less than twenty four hours until I leave, I hope that I am ready and prepared to leave all this behind, and take one more step into the world. It really is going to be a tough challenge, which could be overcome, with patience and nerves. Tonight, I think it would be a good idea if I rung Katie (my youngest sister), for she has been spending time with father recently. Maybe she could give me some helpful advice, and tell me a bit about what he’s like.
I don’t want to keep worrying about tomorrow; it will only end up badly. It’s a challenge to get to sleep when you have unhealthy thoughts on your mind. It might help to remember my good times as a nanny, with the sweet children, who cheek their way through the world, yet still succeed. But yet, I cannot help to love them, with their gorgeous and charming ways. But to see them happy, could make my day, even if something bad had happened.
Whatever I think about the children, no matter how much I care about them, and how I want to remember them. I am afraid I will forget, forget everything, and I don’t know why. All I can think about at the moment is my future, which is so unclear. It’s really annoying, it’s the only thing keeping me awake now, stopping me from dreaming, of pleasant things.
But there are too many questions running through my head, it’s impossible to get close the some rest. Too many questions unanswered, too many things unclear. Too many things I don’t understand. But over and above all, what I really don’t understand is the fact that I don’t even remember agreeing to help him out, to look after him. I haven’t spoken to him in years, no contact. All my information comes from Katie now. Although, I don’t really talk to her much, she’s busy all the time, but I’m not surprised, she talks to our whole family, and when there are so many who can blame her? But something strange is about to happen, I can feel it and I really don’t like where it’s heading.
