Turkish rose

Lillian's an orphan - her dream to become an international pole vaulting star - just like her father, and what her mother would have wanted her to be.
Yet fate seems out to ruin her dreams and desires. What will she do to overcome them?

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2. Chapter 2

I used to be loved, have a family. Not anymore. 

Now I am looked after by my aunt - my mother's sister. She is small and bony, with lovely blonde hair that flows half way down her straight back. I .. I suppose I love her dearly, but she's always cross with me for one thing or another. 

Normally it's my table manners. I must always sit up straight and never rest an elbow on our hard, wooden table. In Sydney, they are marble, rarely seen back in Turkey. 

Yet on that plane, the one which changed my fate forever, I used a strange, plastic tray, and was instructed to eat a mushy brown slop. However, so disgusted by its looks I was, I (shamefully I admit) hid the revolting thing in a plastic bag stuffed into a compartment on the seat in front. To this day, I can't be sure if it's still there , and, even more, if the passenger who sat in front was pleased. 

I'm guessing not.

I can't remember much more of my journey after the meal. It all passed so quickly. 

But one last thing I can recall, is the awful noise I heard when the plane landed. 

It sounded awful - like screams. 

Like the screams my parents made when they died. 


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