New Beginning...
The soft beautiful sunlight falling on the French windows in front of the house reflected Sasha’s pale face, reflected the old clothes and the dirty shoes she was wearing. The way she had pulled up her hair in a messy ponytail. She saw herself in the mirror created because of the sunlight and wondered why had she agreed to come in the first place...
Going back to the last four months in her life to find the answer, she thought about the many times she cried because she couldn’t remember the next chore she had to complete, because her mother wasn’t there to correct her every mistake, scold her when she forgot to put her clothes in the hamper, to wake her up in the morning for school, to give her a goodbye kiss before she caught the bus...She almost started to cry again but fought it because she knew this was neither the time nor the place to show any anyone how vulnerable and heartbroken she really was.
Today was Sasha’s seventeenth birthday and she couldn’t even celebrate it with her mother who was now in heaven. But now rather she was standing in front of her father house who she didn’t even know existed until a month ago when her mother’s best friend had informed her about the lost n found father who apparently even didn’t know about her existence. Bravo! She’d thought what a start to the anticipated father-daughter relationship.
She remembered her mother’s last words; she’d just said a name that had turned out to be her father. When she had told Aunty Maya the name she’d become quiet for a long moment before taking out a long sigh and telling her the whole story about her father Mathieu Sparks and her mother Beth.
She told her about how they met and how after a week with her mother ‘the rotten man’ according to Aunty Maya had left town without even a backward glance and there was mother pregnant with me.
She knew her mother never regretted having her because she filled it her head more often than necessary just so she would never get sad thinking about it but her mother had never told her about her father nor had she told her his name.
***
Sasha was attending her math class when she heard the announcement that she was called in the principal’s office immediately. She was confused at first and was trying to remember anything she did wrong to be called in the office in such a dramatic manner. Other students when called to the office are by the junior students who bring in slips for the teachers.
She hurried down the hallway regardless just so she wouldn’t get in more trouble for coming in late. She reached the door of the office and asked for permission when she was suddenly pushed in by Miss. Maria, the English teacher. She was already in sitting position in the smelly office when she glanced around to see Principal Friedan ‘her majesty’ as all the students called her and Miss. Maria in front of her with sad expressions on their faces which she couldn’t understand. Principal Friedan sighed and told Sasha to stay calm and listen to them before saying or doing anything to which Sasha agreed in a small voice.
She was now truly afraid from whatever they called her to say because she’d been in the office before and never had they started a conversation in this manner. She sat there in silence before Principal ma’am started speaking, “Sasha we called you here to inform you about your mother’s accident....” Anything else she spoke Sasha didn’t seem to be hearing it. ‘About your mother’s accident’ were the only words that were echoing in her mind. Her world came down tumbling, she couldn’t grasp the idea that her mother, her whole world was in danger.
Principal ma’am gave her a shake and told her mother was in a critical state and they could take her to the hospital if she liked. She got frustrated, what did they mean if she liked, of course she wanted to be with her mother right now. She almost shouted the words at them. She was escorted to the hospital by the P.T. teacher as fast as he could. Sasha ran towards the reception of the hospital to get the information about where her mother had been admitted. While she was running towards her mother’s room, she could smell the faint and dried smell of blood coming from everywhere as if telling her this was the last time she was ever going to be here, as if she was going to a different place far from here and she couldn’t come back even if she wanted to. She pushed away the disturbing thoughts and tried to run faster, ‘where the room was did it just go far and far as if it knew she was coming and it was running ahead of her.’ She ran down another hallway and registered that here there were red bulbs on the doors and the big sign of I.C.U was hanging down from one wall.
Finally she reached the door that was going to take her to her mother. She opened the door slowly as if all her energy had been exhausted in running here. As she entered the small white room she saw the iron bed with white bedclothes. On the bed her mother was sleeping in the faded blue hospital gown, she looked worn out and exhausted lying there. On the far corner of the room on a small wooden chair, Aunty Maya was sitting. As she saw Sasha, she attempted a smile at her but did not succeed. She got up quietly from the chair so as not to wake her mother and came to the door and hugged Sasha.
Sasha sat near her mother for five hours before she opened her eyes; she smiled at her weakly before again closing them. It was 08.35 in the evening when her mother was again awake; Sasha didn’t know it then but it was also the last. Sasha was just getting up to call the doctor but her mother called her in a frail voice, she said, “wait, sit with me for a while, will you?” it wasn’t a rhetorical question, it was an actual question. Sasha couldn’t understand her mother. She asked her to wait, why? It was as if her mother knew she didn’t have much time being alive and wanted to spend it with her daughter and not some old shaggy doctor who asked her questions about her spine and hip.
Sasha answered quickly so as not to waste the remaining time in her answers rather than hearing her mother’s sweet voice. “Yes. Mom I’m here.”
“Darling, you know about your father not being with us because he couldn’t at the time, sweetheart you know as well as I do that I haven’t got much time with-”
“You’ve got all the time in the world mum, doctors said so...”I tried hard to convince her as well as myself. She could see the effort in my eyes, she replied with a quick weak smile. How could she lay there and tell me she was dying. Why couldn’t she be with me? Why did she have to go? Why?
“You know they are lying as well as I do. Just do something for me, will you?”
“Anything you say mum,” I replied quickly.
“Go ask your Mamie about Mathieu Sparks,” and with that she closed her eyes, forever.
She said the last two words in a clear strong voice, as if my life depended on them. I couldn’t understand her; I couldn’t understand anything properly at that time. My mind was a mush. I just couldn’t grasp that she wouldn’t be with me when I wake up tomorrow, she wouldn’t eat the awful breakfast I make and still look perfectly at ease. I just couldn’t see my life going on without her in it, I just couldn’t...
***
The sound of Kelly Clarkson singing somewhere woke me up. Watching my phone vibrating on the side table I remembered it was the alarm. I woke up from my bed and saw my messy room in the same state as yesterday. The dirty clothes were lying in the corner, on the chair in front on my study table. “Mom is going to kill me,” I thought to myself. Some of my books were still lying on the side of the bed where I had kept them after studying last night.
From the thought about last night I remembered the bizarre dream I had. I opened the door and walked out of the room calling for mom.
I went to the kitchen but mom wasn’t here either. “Mum!” I shouted again.
“Mom, where are you? Why didn’t you wake me up? You know I had this weird dream-”
Someone kept a hand on my shoulder and I froze. I turned around slowly and saw Aunty Maya standing in front of me, “God! Mamie you scared me. Where is...?” I saw her black look an asked, “Hey, why are you wearing these black clothes, new trend? And you have black circles under your eyes, its going to spoil you sexy look, if that’s what you are aiming for in this black...” I added playfully.
She didn’t say anything, just hugged me for a minute and then sighed. She looked at me straight in the eyes and said, “Go get ready we have to be there early.”
“Where are we going? And you know I had this really unusual dream last night and where is mom, Mamie? I asked Aunty Maya again.
“Mom is dead Sash.” She said quietly.
“What! What are you talking about, mom came to pick me up yesterday from school. We played video games last night; you even won two games against her. You both even helped me for today’s test. You know you are taking the fooling a lot more seriously than you should....” I was babbling on before she stopped me with a slap on my face. I started crying, maybe this was what I was waiting for, to believe and accept what happened yesterday but I just, I just couldn’t...
“Sasha, hush. Baby we are going to get through this like we got through with everything else before.”
“Why did she have to go?” I asked helplessly.
“We are going to be okay.”
“How?” I asked again.
How? It was a question she didn’t even have the answer to.
I never know what to write when starting something but you handled it well. I'm not a very experienced writer so I don't know what suggestions to give you. But I liked it your beginning 
It was really detailed and sad.I just thought I should say that hahaha. 
