Hang on to Hope
Season 1, Part 3

Issa's room“This is your room, you have the best one in my opinion,” Amy told me once we were upstairs.

“Take a look at the bedspread,” I snorted to myself. “Soooo 70’s.”

Amy and JacksonI saw Amy and Jackson look at each other uneasily.

“Well, um, you can unpack your things in the drawers and hang out until…supper,” Amy quietly spoke.

leavingThen they left.

IssaI plopped my bag on the bed and took a look around. It was a rather pretty area, with a bedside table with a drawer in it, a Chinese lantern looking light hanging from the ceiling, and of course the bed. It was a bright shade of yellow, with a double-sided bedspread. It looked old – older than 70’s. My guess is that is was some great grandmother’s quilt passed down from generation to generation.

Overall, it was a nice room.

Issa 2I sat on my bed after putting a few things in the drawer, browsing around on my phone.

Issa 3Then I stuck some headphones in my old mP3 player, and calmed down with a few instrumental pieces.

(Here’s what I listened to – it’s called Full of Inspiration.)

IMG_9507“Issa, time for supper!” Amy called sometime later, coming into my room.

EW!“P.U.! What is that smell?!” I exclaimed, pinching my nose.

“It’s steamed broccoli…” Amy answered, rosy red color coming to her cheeks.

“Oh my gosh, I think my nose is clogged. Ew ew ew ew ewwwwwwwwwwwww…….I have a sinus infection……My NOSE IS IN AGONY!!!!!”

Amy leaving“Issa, there’s no call for such words!”

“Says who?”

“…Wash up in the bathroom. Come to supper quickly.” Amy left the room in disgust.

Issa sideI knew it. I’m getting kicked out of here.

To be continued.Β