blackbirds

3. Remember

Penelope POV

I woke up in a cold sweat. I had been having a vivid dream. I looked over at the clock and it was 12:00. Thank god it was Sunday,my day off. Abby was snoring peacefully next to me. I looked out of the window and it was raining. The rain reminded me of tiny glass beads. Like the kind that my father would bring home to me before the accident. I had always been fascinated by the rain the way it moved over roofs and how it occurred in more often in some places and not others. I smiled as I remembered what my mother had told me when I was five. She had said that if I had been born in a different era I would have questioned if the earth was really flat. She said that I would be the female Christopher Columbus. She had always said that u had an ever hungry curiosity. That I would never be satisfied with the answers. She was wrong though. I didn't want answers anymore. If a big shot scientist came up to me right now and said. "If you take this concoction all of your memory will be wiped." then I would do it. I had been through to much. I just want to forget all of it. I want to forget my father,the accident. Him. I just wanted to let all of it go. Especially the accident.

"Earth to spacey earth to spacey."

"What is it Abby?" I sighed.

" I was just wondering what you where thinking about." she said completely oblivious.

"I was thinking about how I remember it all to well."

" Listen sweety I don't think I can start eating sad ice cream this early in the morning so can we go eat sad pancakes instead?" Abby said

I threw my hands in the air, "what is up with you and pancakes!?"

"Hey pancakes are the best thing in the world!"

I stormed out of MY room. And walked into the living room. I opened up my sketch pad and drew what I had seen in my dream. Right at the end I had seen the face of a girl she had bright green eyes and blonde hair. She was wearing a black dress. But the focus was on what she was holding. It was a bright orange rose with tiny miniature monarch butterfly's resting on it. On each butterfly's wings was a different word anger, despair, and insanity. Before I knew it I had finished the sketch. It was beautiful, and at the same time a terrifying omen.

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So yeah there is another chapter from my (not so) brilliant mind. Like I said these chapters will be short that's why there will be so many. I actually will let people send in characters to include in the stories I need

1. I love interest for Abby

2. A mean dancer girl that hates Nell

3. A friend of Cody's that he's staying with

4. I need another not so close friend of nellys.

So yeah just message me thanks. Please tell other people about this story. Also I'm thinking of coming up with a name for my readers. Maybe raisins or cookies. I don't know. Well here I am.

Signing off,

Diamond Girl.