Today was an awful day for me. It all started when I woke up.
I woke up and went into the kitchen to get a glass of milk. Then I went into my bedroom. I looked at my alarm clock. It was way too early to be up, so I went to back into bed and slept for another 2 hours. Then my alarm started yelling at me, so I decided to wake up.
I had the weirdest dream last night. I was running and running and I wouldn’t stop. It was dark, and there were lots of plants I was running into. Most of these plants had thorns that were hitting my side. The weirdest part of this dream was that I was my seventeen year old self! I had long, black hair that flowed smoothly down my back. I had bright, beautiful hazel eyes. I had strong legs that ran like the wind, although my lungs didn’t agree to let me run so fast. My lungs were burning up against my neck.
I turned around eventually to see what was chasing me. It was a doctor. Or was it a nurse? Anyway, they were chasing me. They had something in their hand. I stopped to get a good look at what it was. It was a big, sharp, needle.
When I woke up I was panting for breath. I was terrified. I haven’t had a terrible dream like that in years. Let alone, a dream! Why am I having dreams so much lately?
Anyway, so I left my room and decided to check the news. It was just talking about a girl who was trying to make a difference at her school. I was happy someone was trying.
Knock, knock.
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I stood up and went to answer the door. It was, surprisingly, Charlotte who was at the door. She was smiling and she wished me a good morning. I motioned for her to come in. Her bag looked bigger than usually. I motioned toward her bag. She looked at what I was motioning it toward.
“Oh you caught me!”
She pulled out a gorgeous jewelry box. “I was driving here when I saw a yard sale a little bit down the street from here. They had the most gorgeous jewelry box. It made me think of you. I thought of you because when we were young your mom gave you one.”
I started to remember my mom ask Charlotte and I to come in for some hot cocoa. She handed me the most gorgeous jewelry box I’d ever seen. My mom opened it up, and a beautiful necklace was inside. It was silver and had small diamonds circling the silver. I was crying that night because I couldn’t afford one for her. I was young and mindless at times.
I gave Charlotte a big hug. I wish I could talk. I would be able to tell Charlotte how thankful I was, for everything.
Knock, knock.
I walked toward the door. I opened the door to see Dr. Trent. “Hello, Ms. Rose, Ms. Charlotte, how are you?”
“Good… I guess.” I could tell that Charlotte was unsure of Dr. Trent, and neither am I. What ever happened to the doctor who used to get me my medicine? Is she okay?
Dr. Trent nodded of approval and invited himself in. Charlotte lipped the words ‘Sure you can come in’. I smiled at our private little joke.
“So what brings you here Mr. Trent?” Charlotte had asked with impatience in her voice. He turned to meet Charlotte’s eyes.
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“Well, first of all, I rather to be called Dr. Trent, thank you very much. And second, Rose’s regular doctor was unable to make it once again.”
Charlotte moved her eyes away from his eyes. She looked at me and rolled her eyes. She was clearly annoyed by Dr. Trent. He was surely annoyed by her, too.
