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Katie Peggy-24years old, named after her Grandma, Katie C Peggy, because of the striking resemblance they both shared. There wasn’t anything uncommon about them, maybe just the age, but they were perfect in character traits.
Both, well built with confidence. Katie- smart, fierce and irrational about her thoughts. She was a clear replica of her Grandma. On her right chin, just beside her jaw, she had a big birthed mark, Granny had that too.
Granny, whose sweet rendition of songs filled the house anytime she came visiting. A vibrant lady whose sole aim was making everyone happy even if she never was happy about anything.
She was obviously aging and her health was declining. She had wanted to be a big part of her grand kid’s life, Katie and her younger sister,Karen,and no matter how much she wanted to do so much for them, by making every day for herself either by visiting them at home every weekend or by sending long texts or videos to them, she still couldn’t beat the fact that she couldn’t see them everyday.
She had been the one who took care of them, growing up, and that created an obvious bond between them, especially with Katie.
They shared an underlying bond, not just because of the similarities they both possessed, but because she was the first grand child she ever had.
Granny, was everyone’s love, vibrant as ever. Katie loved her more than her Mum,. She never flowed on well with her Mum, because unlike Granny, they had so many differences which made them not get along well. Besides, Katie had what she believed in and didn’t let anyone tell her otherwise.
Growing up, Katie would have sworn she was ready to conquer the world... There had been a time she was sure she was ready to set the world on fire, if not for anything but because of her love for music, she was deep into music.
At some point, she had requested, she dropped out of college, since she couldn’t go to college and music school at the same time and she wasn’t getting good grades either.
Which ever way she had to put it, her mum wasn’t getting any of it, talking calmly to Katie wasn’t enough to shun her from her decisions, but she made sure she constantly reminded her, that she wasn’t in support of her sick decisions of learning music and constantly promised her of making sure she dears those thoughts.
“you would do just what i feel is right for you, and not what drives your fake fantasises”. She had yelled at Katie one day, she had brought up the idea to her about forfeiting college
She attended same college with her sister, but in school, they always acted like they didn’t know each other because Katie didn’t want to be seen as the sickling dead ass girl who didn’t know what she wanted for her life, unlike Karen. .
Karen, who was the direct opposite of her still got along with Katie so well. They were sisters after all. They deserved their own bond, which they didn’t fail to establish. Karen-Calm, shy,collective, a book freak, she was Mrs Peggy favourite girl. You couldn’t find Karen in classes? Then you definitely would find her with her nerd-like friends, or in her room, surfing the Internet.
Mrs Peggy, on some occasions had scolded Katie with the fact that she was the direct opposite of who Karen was. She needed Katie doing just exactly of what Karen did, Books! She needed her getting good grades in school, going for exhibitions, leading the school into some competitions and not Music. Not just music.
“would you at least listen to me for once? Even if you wouldn’t listen after all but i should let you know this:
You gotta do something for yourself, anything,. You gotta be done with college this year and you ain’t even good grades.
I am not gonna let you, mess yourself around in my house, you gotta do something, and hey when i mean something, i mean something and not that dead ass thing you spend your time doing”. She said.
Katie who was unbothered about anything Mrs Peggy had to say simply gave no reply, but a nod.
“ would this woman just leave me alone?. ”she thought to herself.
A day after Katie’s mother had scolded her, about making right decisions for her career, she had skipped school for a musical concert, she hadn’t just skipped school, but she had been out of home for an event, without letting anyone know apart from Karen.
It was a yearly event, hosted by Anita Royce, a musical legend in Chicago. That was Katie’s favourite artist. She couldn’t afford to miss it, after all, she could die by Annie’s music for all she cared.
She would have sworn at some point in her life, she was going to be like Annie some day.
She didn’t just wanna attend the concert because of her fan love, but also she had plans to use that as an opportunity to showcase herself in the musical competition for newbies which Annie never failed to host alongside her performances for the year.
That day, she had excitedly informed Karen about her plans for the concert. She had asked her to follow her, because she was sure that was going for a life time experience and she needed her to be part of it, but Karen whose life was seemingly different from what Katie saw, declined her request on following her to the party.
“why don’t you really want to go, Karen?
Is it about Mum?
You feel she’s gon scold you like she always does to Me?
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