Young Stress Part 3
I woke up the following morning rather confused and so lost.I woke up beside my sister who was wide awake just staring blankly in the ceiling just waiting for me to wake up. When she notices I am also awake she lifts me up and leads me to the kitchen,where granny was still sitted beside the three stones,smoke coming out from the fireplace and covering the entire kitchen. Sipping her tea,she notices our faint footsteps towards her.She looks back and smiles at us. "Come here my children.." She motions us to a three legged stool and since we are tiny,we squeeze to fit on it looking at her with those kind of hungry eyes. Okay you know at the countryside;well. At least those days we never had anything like brushing our teeth.Grandpa though would cut a stem from a cypress tree,chew the tip and give it to you for tooth brushing.Don laugh,I still see people do this even this elite times. Grandmother,is kind enough to give us a cup of tea and some arrow roots. Well,they tasted ...