When I woke up I was in a bed. With white and blue striped sheets and a colorful square designs all over the walls. There was a dresser on the other side of the room, behind it was a giant oval mirror with black lining around it. Beside the bed was a lamp sitting on a tiny desk. A note was next to the lamp. 'Breakfast at 9:30, outfit on dresser :)' I kicked the sheets off my body and walked up to the dresser. There laid a yellow shirt with a flower in the corner of it, along with a jean skirt that curled at the bottom. "What am I 7?!?" I threw the clothes behind me and went through the drawers. In the bottom drawer was my clothes I picked out from the mall with a post-it note on them. 'Your welcome ;) -Tracy' A smirk crept along my lips as I read it. I looked down at my watch. It was only 8, still alot of time left. Might as well shower. I opened the door to the room and there were two men standing outside the door.They turned to face me and spoke in time with eachother. "Goodmorning Wisdom." They nodded at me. "Morning. Uhh where's the bathroom?" They looked at each other and one pointed down the hall. "Alright thanks." I stepped back in my room and shut the door. Who are they? I wondered and gathered my clothes as I reopened the door. The men cleared a path for me and nodded once again. I made my way down the hall and came up to the bathroom door. Inside it was grand. Gold lined sinks, mirrors. Fresh white towels hung on a bar. A new toothbrush sat near the sink and the shower had satin lavender body wash with Tresseme shampoo and conditioner. I placed my clothes on the sink counter and undressed as I hoped into the shower. I scrubbed off the layers of dirtiness and stench that covered my body. This felt like pure goodness to me, I no longer felt like a homeless person. I massaged the shampoo through my scalp and repeated a few times to ensure I got every last part of my head clean. I rinsed and got out. I dressed myself in my new clothes and slipped on my converse. Before I stepped out I brushed my teeth. Almost forgot for the moment. My watch read 9:35. IM LATE! I rushed down the hall tossing my dirty clothes at the men outside my door.
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Secrets Can Kill
Teen Fiction☠ 15 year old Wisdom lives a odd life. While in the process of finding herself she learns about her fathers jigsaw puzzle of a life. Her mother died a horrid death and now she's part of the UJL academy. She also encounters problems no one thought po...
