THE GIFTED

chapter

ME BEING UNDERDRESSED WAS AN UNDERSTATMENT OF THE CENTURY.

I jumped onto the bed not bothering to change. The bed sank in under my weight calling me into a deep slumber.

I was so glad it was over, The dinner was horrible.

I was the only one wearing jeans rest all were wearing gowns and suits and ties. I never said I want to wear a gown it was just so much pink and glamour and fluff and gloss my eyes were on fire (who knew pink could kill?).

When I was trying to blend in to the crowd, that is when the kings and queens called me up to the front to sit with them. People were giving me the jealous looks throughout dinner.

Best of all! They invited me for BREAKFAST! Did they not see how I suffered with those people. But nooo I can't say no to the kings and the queens.

I just wish that Skyler came with me to dinner she would love all that gowns and etiquette stuff.

But she said she had to go back home and finish off some work she had to do.

I shifted to a more comfortable position and gladly gave into the darkness.

Dream

I am sitting near the fire place with my legs underneath me on the soft carpet with my dog golden on my lap and me gently stroking it.

It was dark in the room the only light coming from the fire which was flickering slightly.

I couldn't move. It is like I am trapped in my own body, but my body of that of my three year old self.

So I am seeing all this through my three year old eyes.

I slowly patted the dog making it turn over in its sleep. I felt a small tug in my hair which I had not noticed before, gently combing through my hair. I realized there was a person behind me combing my hair.

I waited patiently after whoever finished doing my hair where in reality I would fidget as I hate people touching my hair.

The person came around me and faced me kneeling down so we were eye to eye with each other which I thought really was not necessary because the face of that person was covered in a cloak.

" mommy, when can I go outside.?" A small voice asked. It took me a second to realize it was me talking.

But more importantly, Mommy?. She is my mom? But I have never seen this place before. And I am pretty sure I do not have a dog and if I did I would remember.

Mom glanced at the window which was foggy because off the cold weather. Below the window there was a red window pane with a frame on it. It was a picture of a really small boy and girl hugging each other arms around each other's necks like they were strangling each other, with their heads turned towards the camera big smiles on their faces like there is nothing else in the world other than them.

Then I realized that the small girl was me but I had no idea who the boy was, he had light brown hair which shown even lighter in the sun and his nose was a bit crooked like it had been broken several times and his eyes was, a light color I could not recognize.

" I don't think you can go out pumpkin, it is snowing a lot outside " she said. Her voice smooth so I am guessing she is young.

My three year old self nodded obediently. I am starting to doubt if this is really me cause I never had so much manners before.

Mom looked up and then I met her dark brown eyes, " I will always be in you even if you think I am not." She said stroking my hair " Love you, pumpkin. " as she kissed my forehead.