Frozen In Time

~Home Sweet Home~

So the day trudged on slowly, but surely. Every class felt as slow as molasses. I wanted to die by last period. How was I going to do this for the rest of the year? Finally the bell rang signifying the day was over. I opened the door of my house to the smell of grilled cheese sandwiches. My favorite.
"Hi honey. How was your day?" My mom yelled from the kitchen.
"Uh....good." I wasn't really in the mood to talk about the day. I ran upstairs to text one of my friends who moved away last year to Canada. Oh how I wish I could just grow some wings and fly myself there and visit her. Just to escape here and get away from the embarrassment.
"Lily it's time for dinner!" I had totally lost track of time. I ran downstairs. My mom used to work as a chef at some popular cafe in Boston. When I got into the kitchen I smelled...uh....I'm not sure what it was. Why does the kitchen smell like an animal died and then someone ate it and then that thing died?
" Mom why does it smell like death?"
"Well I let your brother cook tonight"...why would she let my nine year old brother cook? He can't even wipe his nose without help.
I sat at the kitchen table and forced down my meal. Not really what I wanted after the crap day I had. After dinner I went upstairs and laid down to go to sleep. My head suddenly filled with flashbacks to memories I wanted to forget. Ugh...why do I have to be so clumsy. No guy will ever love me.
I turned over and looked over at my shelf of Hallmark movies. Why can't my life be like that....