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I bolt up to my attic paradise and leap onto my bed, then I remember there is no bed.....the miving truck never came to our house. Luckily I don't slam on my elbows or hips.... I'm not that lucky. My face collides with the hard wood ugggggghhhhhhhhhh!I hear footsteps sprinting up the
stairs, seconds later Tobey busts through the door with a large gun ( I would tell you the type of gun it was except I have no freaking clue.... but I will tell you this it was big silver and looked like just getting hit by it would do some serious damage)
"Ahhhhhhh! Why the heck do you hane that!" I scream. Tobey looks down
"Why did you yell out!" "I fell onto my invisable bed and remembered I moved it to the other corner of my room." I say sarcasticly. He rolls his eyes" Your and dad didn't bring the moving truck here so that we wouldn't be found. Haven't I told you this before?" I
think really hard... I shrug truth is, I'm like Dory from Pixars 'Finding Nemo'. "Can I have a friend sleep over? She says she wants to help decorate my room with me."
He frowns " Why do you do this to yourself? You know that friends, even aquaintences make leaving harder on you. Why do you do this!?" Tobey bellows at me. I wimper... why is right . Why do I always do this then it hits me. "I do this because I'm sick
Of always being alone.
Even when my parents WERE here they always had that look in there eye that they were planing ahead and never living in the moment! I missed all the things that kids were suposed to have like beliveing in fairy tales and princes to come sweep me off my feet! I never got to go to my OWN
dance recital because the night that I was going to be out there proudly showing what I had learned and practiced, mom and dad came home with a big truck and told me to leave. So, I did without a complaint and I haven't complained in the lastfew years either! But I need friends. I know this time leavig will be harder but I promise I won't put up a struggle if wehave to leave. Please." By the time my speech is done I'm whispering
Tobey sighs and nodds "You're right, I'm sorry that was cruel. Have your friend over you deserve it." I smile and he hands me money and a delivery menu for dinner. I quickly grab the one bag that was in the car we came here in. In it was make up and nail polish and all the sleepover stuff my mom gave to me.
FLASHBACK......
It was my 11th birthday. My mom, dad, Tobey and I were all clustered in our apartment in New York. I had just blown out my candles on my red velvet cupcake. My mom hands me a big wraped box. "
Here honey, I know we haven't had a lot of time for you to be a little girl but if you ever want to talk or anything... maybe just see what a sleepovers like... I'll be here. I know I'm your mom and its not '
cool' but if you ever do, let me know." I smile and tear open the box to find a cute messenger bag with hundreds of pins covering it from my favorite bands. I open it to find it fillrd with nail polish, make up ,hair accessories and tons of quiz books and movies. I look up to give my mom a huge smile and hug tellimg her "You're cooler than any of the other kids at school!"
END OF FLASHBACK.........
I smile me and mom had the best sleepovers.... I set everything up and order a ton of chinease. This will be a fun sleepover.
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