"Will it hurt?"
"No it will be fine, I promise, just a little prick." She smiles.
"Is she pretty?"
"Yes... She is beautiful, long curly brown hair-"
"Oh, I've always wanted curly hair."
"That's... Great-" Someone bangs on the door,
"DON'T DO IT TO HER! SHE IS MY BABY!" The Dr. tenses and then nods for one of her assistants to pull down the blinds. Suddenly the banging stops when a piercing noise fills the room.
"Don't worry about her,"
"Who was that?"
"No one, don't worry-"
"Who-"
"It was no one, ok sweetie. Now lean back for me,"
"Ok," she presses something into my neck,
"Good luck, Ella."
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Test Four
Teen Fiction"Good luck, Ella." Set off into a planned out future, Ella will be tested- without her knowing. Living in what seems to be her reality: family/friend dramas, and the regular teenage situations. She is unaware that these will be part of some of the...
