Chapter 2: The assignment

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The wind was blowing my hair, I could smell the sweet smell of nature, the grass was green and freshly cut, and I could see hundreds of flowers. Roses, daisies, sunflowers, tulips, ect. I have no idea where I was but I didn't want to leave. I sat down in the meadow of flowers, touching a rose's soft pedals. I could smell so many beautiful flower scents. I didn't want to leave but I don't know where I am.

I got up and looked around.
"This place... I've never been here before....But why does it feel so familiar? Why am I here?" I said to myself knowing no one would answer.
"You don't remember this place do you?" Someone whispered to me.
I looked around but couldn't find anyone.

"Who's there?" I asked.
Then suddenly the wind started to blow harder, pedals off flowers blowing in circles. And that's when I saw her. It looked like she was glowing! The pedals of the flowers blowing in circles around her, the sun shinning on her skin making her glow. She was wearing a beautiful white dress, her long brown hair put up in a pony tail, she had no make up on but she just looked like a goddess!

"M-mom?!" I yelled.
"Hey there pumpkin, you've grown." She said.
"Y-yeah I d-did." I said starting to tear up a little.
"Hey, what's wrong pumpkin?" She asked as she was wiping my tears away with her fingers.
"I-I missed y-you so m-much m-mom!" I said and started to cry a little.
She smiled.
"I miss you too Pumpkin, but I never left you. I'm always right here." She said as she touched my heart. I smiled a little.

"I know momma but I wish you could help me with my life. I wish you never died!" I told her with tears rolling down my cheeks. She just looked at me.
"I'll always be here for you. I may have died but I never left you, there's just distance between us. I'll always be there. Even in your dreams." She said and kisses my cheek and started to slowly walk away.

"Dreams?! No! I can't be dreaming! This feels too real!" I yelled trying to run after her but it was like I was in slow motion. I couldn't reach her.
"NO!" I screamed and tried to reach her. She disappeared. She was gone...
"MOMMA!" I screamed and woke up, sweating and panting.

I was on my bed, in my room.
"It was a dream...." I sad sadly to myself. I'll never hear her call me her pumpkin again.... I thought to myself.
"Momma" I said with tears in my eyes.

Just then, my alarm clock went off.
I sighed and turned it off.
"Another day" I said, knowing it was almost time to go to school. "Great, just great! And it's only Tuesday! Ugggghhhh!" I whined to myself.

I got out of bed and stretched my arms, wiped my tears away and looked in a mirror. I touched it slowly, feeling the coldness of the glass on my fingertips. I
Turn around to show my back to the mirror and see a huge bruise by the top of my back and on the back of my neck.

"I guess when Steven threw me at the door, I got bruised." I said as I slowly touched the bruise and winced a little, as I felt a slight pain when I touched it.
I sighed. "I guess I won't be wearing a short sleeve shirt for a while. I'm glad I don't have PE." I said.

I go to the bathroom and take a quick shower, putting on a long sleeve purple shirt, black leggings, and black knee length boots. I comb my hair and decided to curl it today. I looked at the bathroom mirror and liked how my hair looked. I decided to brush my teeth now instead of doing it after I ate. I think I might skip breakfast today. I really don't want to go downstairs and have the same thing happen to me again, with Steven.

I grabbed my bag and walked out the bathroom door. And when I did, he was behind it. I didn't know what happened but Steven was on the floor, holding his nose. "Oh no." I thought.

I got on the ground and tried to help him up. "Oh my god! I'm so sorry!" I apologized to him. He glared at me with those eyes. He grabbed my hair, pulling it hard. I shrieked a little in pain.
"You fuckin bitch!" He yelled at me, slapping my face hard.
"I didn't mean to!" I tried to tell him but he didn't listen. He kept slapping my face, harder each time.
"Whatever, bitch! You lost your phone privileges for a week! Give me your phone now!" He yelled at me and I just gave him my phone trying to not get hurt more.

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 16, 2017 ⏰

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