Locket

~Chapter 2~

"Jaily, can you come over tomorrow?" I asked.

"Sure!" Jaily replied.
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I placed my cellphone on the table. I pulled the blanket over my body and tried to sleep. I felt cold, scared, sad, and worried. My mother was gone. I can never see her again. I can never talk to her again.

I couldn't sleep. I went on my right side. I still couldn't sleep. I went on my back. I couldn't sleep. I got up from bed and walked to the kitchen. Father was still sitting at the table. He looked miserable. I sat down next to him.
"Father, you should sleep," I said.

He didn't answer.

"Father, are you ok?" I asked.

"No!" Father replied, "Kylie, has died!"

"She never even told us that she was sick!" My father said, "She took all of that pressure on herself without letting us know!"

"Father, I'm upset too, but that doesn't mean we forget ourselves," I reminded.

"Olivia, please go to sleep," he ordered.

I went over to my room. I set an alarm to wake me up tomorrow at 6:45am. I sat on my bed, put my head on the pillow, and placed the blanket on my body.
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Ding ding! Ding ding! I stopped the alarm clock. I walked to the bathroom. The grabbed my toothbrush and toothpaste. I squeezed the little bottle of toothpaste onto the toothbrush. I put it into my mouth and brushed my teeth. I washed my face and took a shower. I went to the mirror and brushed my hair. I put my hair in a low ponytail.

     The time was 7:06am now. I walked to the kitchen. I still couldn't believe that my mother had died. I put some toast in the toaster. I pulled down the lever. I walked to my father's bedroom. He wasn't there. I walked to my little sister's bedroom. He was sleeping in her bed. Dolly's bedroom hadn't been touched since she died. It was very dusty.
"Father," I said, "Wake up."
He didn't wake up. He was breathing though.

     I walked to the kitchen. My toast was still not done. I stopped the toaster anyway so it doesn't burn the toast. I sat at the table and I ate my toast.

What is this locket? I need to find out what it does.

I stood up and looked for the locket. I didn't remember where I put it. I looked in the drawer. I looked under the table. I looked in my mother's room. Finally, I looked under my bed and found it.

It must have fell of the bed and gotten pushed underneath.

I took the locket. I went to my dresser and opened the drawer. I took a box out. The box has my extra stuff that I don't use in it. The chain is in it. I took the chain and the polish out. I went to the bathroom to polish the chain.

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Ding dong! The door bell rang. It was 1:47pm. Jaily had come. I went to the door. I opened the door and hugged my friend. I let her into my room. She sat on my desk chair and I sat on my bed.

"How are you doing now?" Jaily asked.

"A little better," I replied.

"I like your necklace," Jaily said.

"Thanks, my mother gave it to me before she died," I told her.