ANOTHER CHANCE

Unwanted Funeral

I woke up in the morning and rubbed my eyes. I looked up and saw the painting and smiled. "Mom" I shouted. "Yes honey coming." mom shouted back and I searched for my phone and found it under my pull over. There was a new message from Austen. I unlocked the iPhone and read the message. 'Good morning beautiful. Just landed at London. Already missing you. Good day.' I smiled. There was a knock on the door, "Come in." I said and mom came in. "Morning honey now lets get you ready." she said as she helped me sit on the wheel chair.

There was a knock on the door again, "Come in." mom shouted and dad came looking at us. “There is no school today and tomorrow due to some electrical problem.” He said informing us about the change in plans.
“Then I’m not getting ready now, I’m back to bed again.” I told my mom asking her to lift me back to the bed. She nodded and helped me.

I lied on the bed and mom drew the curtains of the window and balcony then closing the door of the room and leaving. I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

Zzzzzzz……

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I woke up once again and called out to my mom. She came to the room and helped me to the bathroom. I got dressed and then mom helped me downstairs. I feel very bad because I increase the amount of work mom has to do.

 I was in the living room watching TV when my phone rang. It was Austens’ call, I picked it up and placed it on my ears. “Hello sweetheart, how are you?” Austen asked. “Amazing!” I replied sarcastically. “And why so, missing me?” He asked and I was a hundred percent sure he was smirking, “No, not at all. I am on a date.” I said looking at the TV on which ‘Mission Impossible 2’ was going on. “Who is the bastard?” he asked. “Tom Cruise. Mission Impossible 2.” I replied and smiled. “OK, if it was anybody else other that the actors on the TV he will be beaten up in bits and pieces. Hey you are watching TV, are you at home?” He asked, “Yup, I’m at home.” I replied. “Are you alright?” he asked me all nervous and a smile crept its way on my face. “Certainly.” I answered and then told him everything.

“Oh! So what are you planning to do the entire day and tomorrow?” he asked me once I finished the story. “No idea.” I said thinking about what to do now that he mentioned. “Coming,” Austen shouted when somebody called him from what sounded far away. “I’ll have to call you back Ella. Mom’s calling me. Miss you “Bye!” I said before cutting the call.

I had nothing to do after lunch so mom took me to my room before she went to hers for a nap. I was on my mac book on the bed with ‘On my way’ by Lea Michele playing on iTunes. I logged on to Facebook and went through the likes and comments on the posts and pictures. Suddenly a chat box appeared. It was the stranger whose friend request I had expected the other day.

Stranger: Hi!

Me: Hi :)

Stranger: How are you?

Me: Alive!

Why is he asking questions like these, I mean as if he cares a lot about me? Kind of people god makes.

Stranger: I never wanted you to die anyway.

Me: and why is that so.

Stranger: Because……. Ummmm… then I don’t have anybody to chat with.

Me: Oh. OK!

Stranger: What are you doing?

Me: Talking to you. Isn’t that obvious?

Stranger: So when’s your birthday?

Me: On the day I was born. :)

Stranger: Why so secretive?