Chapter 2 the beginning

CHAPTER 2

Six months ago in Canada.

"I can't believe this; after all my hard work, I still end up here". Grace Bush mutter to herself, working in the local publishing company at her home town, has been hell for her not just physically but mentally. I had applied at the Davi publishing firm, a big firm in New York but instead I got the O.S publishing industry in this local town and not even at the headquarters "OMG! Was I cursed! Am I going to die here, aren't I? This can't be all there is to Me." she grunted loudly gaining the attention of the front desk clerk.

"You alright grace? You are signing; out loud". She asked worried.

Signing even louder "its miss bush to you, and yeah AM OK".

"You don't sound so."

"Yeah well, that's because you in my face Edna; why don't you go do your work and leave me the hell alone. Huh." Yep I was being an ass and i don't care, the shit in my life is already enough.

"Fine, Suit yourself."

"Great, thanks. Now I feel more shitter that ever." Signing a whole lot louder than before, what happen to me. I wasn't Always this rude, self-centered. "Well, graces bush.?? she said to herself "after everything you have been through, you're luck, that your manners are the only thing you lost and not your sanity or even your life." Looking more hopeless than when she first started out.

"I need air, or else am going to suffocate here." She said she strolled to the counter for a cup of black tea and decides to go to the office balcony "God I miss my life, my family, my dream and every damn thing that incident took from me." I wasn't always this miserable, I had a perfect life, perfect family, perfect dream; she sign "everything was perfect." Until that incident that happened eight years ago. It didn't just take everything from me; it broke me completely, in a hard way. form then on my life has never being the same, although i still kept my current goal intact i couldn't help but regret my every decision, if not papa will still be alive and my mother wont be in the vegetable state.

Eight Years ago

I mean, I had a lovely family, Mr. and Mrs. Adam bush; my parents were an angel in disguise, the best I could ever ask for.

my mother Mary Busy was a wonderful woman, she worked as an English professor for one of the state university and my lovely father Adam Bush who not just work as a publisher but own a publishing film in Canada, it was not big or popular like other publishing film but it was the most sort out, a lot other big film took interest in dad's company because of its honesty, loyalty and his publishing style; I was my dad's biggest fan, I wanted to be like him working in honesty not just to make fame or wealth but to contribute to the society, my parents were happy when I inform them of my decision to be a journalist and work with father in his film; plans were lay out, I decided to go to New York city to study, to acquire more knowledge in other for me to assist him, father agreed and promised to help me with reliable study material since he was once a journalist himself; I was happy; everything was going great and there I was, its barely two month since I took the biggest decision of my life.

And before I knew it, college was over and thanks to my father's connection we were given a one day invitation to university in New York to check it; both mom and father decided to come with me; the day came for us to go check it out and just like ANY other day, it was a sunny and beautiful day and just like any other teenager on her first journey to puberty I was excited and because it was my big day, mom allowed to ride short gun with father.

oh; I was over the moon, fantasy on how it will be like, the kind of cute guys I will meet over at the university even the apartment that I will be staying; everything was arranged because I told dad that I don??t want to stay in the school hostel and to my surprise, he agreed yet again, I know spoil, but truth be told despite me having the privilege of living like a princess; my parents never raised me spoil, they taught the value life, to respectful, obedience, to always believe in myself; crazy huh, rich, beautiful and respectful those quality never had up but my case was totally different; living such amazing life you can imagine how fulfilled I had felt and just when I thought my life couldn't get any better things turned sideways.