birthday girl

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i wake up looking around too see connie not in bed. man i really hate this day, everything about it sucks. it sucks celebrating something that you wanted to celebrate with people who aren't here.
i drag the covers off my body and roll out of the bed dragging myself to my room.

i sit on my chair looking into my mirror
your going to be fine i think to myself
just smile through it.

i do some concealer  and my eyebrows as i got my lashes done.
nothing too over the top because i know i'll end up swimming today. i walk over to my wardrobe and find an outfit me and ivy picked out while shopping the other day. it was cute but my party dress was out of this world. i put on the outfit and made my way downstairs

 i put on the outfit and made my way downstairs

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the outfit

i got to the bottom step and took a deep breathe. i put on a smile and walked into the kitchen

"happy birthday baby girl" my mum hugs me from behind and rests her head on my shoulder

"thanks mamma" i say kissing her head

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY EVE" jeremiah says running up to me hugging me

"jere your hugging me so tight i can't breathe" i say laughing

"sorry, sorry" he says laughing backing away

"happy birthday baby, your finally 18" belly says squealing hugging me

"thank you bells" i say pulling away from the hug

"happy birthday ev, i love you" ivy says hugging me and spinning me around

i laugh and look at her

"thank you ivy" i say smiling at the girl holding her hands.

"i made your favourite pancakes" my mom speak up

"your the best" i look at her and smile taking my plate

Mickey mouse pancakes is something i've had every year on my birthday. i would usually aways share them with jay but i'm guess i'm eating all of these by myself.

i make my way over to the table and sit down begging to eat my pancakes. i ate about 4 and i really couldn't eat anymore. i picked up my plate taking it over to the counter.

"thank you mom, i loved them" i say kissing her forehead again

"presents" laurel says looking at me smiling

we made our way over to the living room and we all sat down. i decided to sit on the floor like the 5 year old i am and looked around. i frowned when the brunette boy was no where to be seen

"has any of you seen conrad?" i ask

"sorry honey i haven't" my mom said looking at me

"neither" the rest of them say

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