YM778.TV Chapter 77
The day that would change my life forever was a normal day just like any other. Life was standard and normal. I woke up feeling like I didn’t want to go to school. The classes were boring, the teachers were strict, and my friends liked to make fun of me. After dressing up in my uniform, I headed for the small living room in our apartment. My mother and father were already dressed up for work and seated at the small dining table. My mother worked as a maid for a very rich household and lately work had been crazy busy for her that she had to stay over to help out. On days where my father was busy and there was no one to take care of me, sometimes I would go over to the mansion where she worked too.
My father worked for a logistics company. Back then, I didn’t understand much about what he did except for that he dealt with shipping products overseas. Both my parents didn’t talk much about their jobs, but both seemed quite busy trying to earn enough money for us to get by. We were not exactly poor, but money did not come easy for us.
“You came down a little late today. Eat up fast so you don’t miss your school bus!” my mother ordered loudly.
Quickly, I moved to sit down at the dining table opposite from my father. He was reading and busily typing something on his phone like he always did. I stuffed some omelet into my mouth and began chewing on it.
“Don’t eat too fast. Make sure you chew properly,” my father said before smiling warmly at me.
I glanced over at my father as he returned his attention to his phone once more before turning to look at my mother. Both of them seemed to be in a good mood and I was starting to believe that everything that had happened a few days earlier must have been like a storm that had already blew over us. Mum and dad were in an argument earlier, but things seemed to have calmed down and now everything seemed normal between them again.
That made me feel very happy. It was always hard on me whenever my parents fought although it wasn’t very often that that would happen. Usually, my parents got along fine and our family was warm and loving. Although my parents were busy with work, they tried their best to spend time with me and on Sundays, when everyone had their days off, we would go out often as a family.
“Your school bus is here, I think...” my mother said.
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“I think you’re right. See you later, Mummy Daddy!” I yelled happily before running out the door of our apartment.
As always, my school bus arrived right on time. I got on the bus with my backpack on my back. The familiar faces of the other kids that rode on the same school bus as me smiled at me and I waved back in greeting. I walked to my regular seat on the bus and sat down, hugging my backpack on my lap. So far, the day had progressed normally like it always did and I spent the time on the bus staring out of the window at the scenery as it flew by, just like I always did every time that I was on the school bus.
That day, everything at school progressed by normally as expected. The classes were boring, the teachers were strict as always, the kids who liked to bully the other kids still bullied the other kids and lunch tasted plain and oily.
At the end of the school day, I got on the school bus at the scheduled time. The same kids that rode the bus to school with me also shared the bus with me on the way home. On the ride back to my place, the bus got stuck at the same redlights as it always did. The old police officer who manned the station at the intersection worked hard as always in sorting out the traffic.
Everything was so normal that I never expected that things would change so abruptly when I arrived home.
The bus parked at the same spot that it did when I got on this morning. I waved goodbye to the other students and thanked the bus driver before getting off the bus just like I always did. My feet landed on the sidewalk after getting off the bus and I turned to watch as the bus drove away down the road before I made my way up to my apartment.
School ended earlier than the time that my parents usually got off work, so I didn’t expect to see them in the apartment. That was why I didn’t bother to see if anyone was home before I placed the key into the hole to unlock the front door to my apartment. To my surprise, I found out that the door was already unlock. That was the first unusual thing that happened in my usual and ordinary day. I turned the key, and the door didn’t click unlock, it was already unlocked.
I cocked my head to the side in wonder and then thought that perhaps one of my parents had somehow made it home early. Not thinking much about it, I withdrew the key from the keyhole and shoved it into my pocket before turning the doorknob and pushing the door open.
“Mummy, Daddy...are you home?” I called out as I entered the apartment.
Silence greeted me. No one replied to my question, and everything was still and lifeless.
There was no one in the living room; however, the living room was a mess. I heard a small cracking sound when I stepped on something on the floor. Looking down, I could see that I had stepped on a piece of broken glass. Shocked, I glanced around the living room at the messy state that it was in. Broken glass lined the floor. The pillows from the sofa were also laying on the floor. The flower vase was broken on the floor along with picture frames. It was like everything that was small enough to be lifted had been throw around the room and had landed on the floor.
Did someone come in to rob our apartment?
–To be continued...
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