My Hypnosis

5

-THREE HOUR LATER-

"Oh mum i'm knackered." i say while sinking into the gorgeous sofa.

Eek. I'm starting to think I have developed a unhinged attraction towards aesthetic looking objects.

"Mum." I say.

"Yes?"

I look up at mums face from her lap, "How come everything is already pre decorated?" Curiously is laced in my voice.

"Ah yes, I had designers and movers come here a month early to set everything up for us before hand." She answered still focused on the Tv.

"Is that why all my things were missing?" I say suspiciously.

She nods.

"But every time I was so sure they were missing you said I must've been imaging things!" I say in accusing manner.

Mum giggles.

This woman made me feel like I was going insane for a whole month!
How kind of her.

"El, why don't you go shopping while I start unpacking hm? I can get you a taxi." Mom said.

I squint my eyes at her in suspicion.

"You get $120 to spend."

Unfortunately, bribes do work on me and I have no shame in that.

My eyes light up in excitement and I spring up, as quickly as my excitement flared up it quickly flared down.

"Ugh, but what if i get kidnapped!?" I say anxious.

I mean I'm in a whole different country, the odds are looking pretty high if you ask me.

"You won't get kidnapped elaine." Mum deadpanned.

"Fine whatever, just remember if I'm abducted your last memory of me will be me telling you not to make me go shopping by myself!!"  I say dragging myself of this super comfortable sofa and trudging upstairs.

Witch each step breathing becomes harder, my legs get heavier  and  sweat starts trickling down my forehead. Who knew going up stairs could give you such a workout? I really need to get back into my habit of running.

The problem is with running is seeing people your age. People my age just scare me- don't ask why.

I enter my room and smile to myself, i could get used to this.

skimming past the stairs that lead to the loft I take a left to the walk in closet, analysing the room I spot the cardboard boxes tucked in the corner.
they're all labelled "El"  perfect.

First, i opened the box  that had the letter t which is for trousers or now that I live in America 'pants'.

I quickly rip the tape off of it and start digging for a specific item. After a few minuets of stressful rummaging I finally find my low rise denim jeans and mentally congratulate myself.

i toss it over my shoulder so it doesn't get lost in the mountain of clothes Infront of me, and quickly shove the rest of the clothes back in the box before opening the next one for my shirts.

I look around in it a bit more before i find my long sleeved black top with white lace over the chest.

This should be okay.

I put everything back start getting changed.

"HURRY UP ELAINE, YOUR TAXI IS GOING TO BE HERE SOON." Mum shouted from downstairs.

damn her echo is loud.

I slid my top on and started speed walking to the huge mirror beside my bed to start on my make u-