The next day I was discharged.
It was Friday when I awoke in my room for the first time since a week and a half. Lately I had felt strange. Not sick…But strange. I smiled as the sun’s rays delicately hit my face. I felt my face. I don’t know why, but I did. And when I did I noticed it was softer than it had been in forever, it felt like-literally- a baby’s butt. I got up from my bed, and strutted to the restroom. I shut the door and took my appearance in. I hadn’t looked at my reflection for a very long time. I must say, I looked as beautiful as ever.. Weird.
I stripped my clothes off and stepped into the shower, I turned on the shower, and at first the cold hit me, then it turned warm, I turned the water off, and began lathering my body in a coconut wash, scrubbing and cleaning my body. I shaved, and then turned the water back on; I lathered my hair in coconut shampoo, and conditioned it. I felt clean and squeaky as I got to my room. My robe was wrapped tightly around me, I waited to instantly feel the cold as I entered my room, but I felt nothing. I smiled. Maybe the season was getting warmer. Yay! I walked over to my bed and noticed a note. I picked it up and unfolded it.
On the note it said, in very neat writing:
I’ve Been Waiting for You. Hope you feel better. Open your window.
I was shocked. My window? When I opened the window I saw a flowery box. It was beautiful. It was made out of glass and had a leather strip, embellished with intricate jewels shaped like flowers. I took the box from my window ledge and set the box down on my bed. I opened the box, and revealed a necklace. It had a small sparkling diamond pendant, which sparkled. I walked to my dresser and held the necklace up on my neck. It was beautiful.
I put it on my table, and slid the beautiful box under my bed. And one of the wood panels were loose so I stuck it in there.
I put on some natural lotion that smelled like coconuts also, on my body. Once I lathered it on I put my robe back on, and looked through my clothes for what to wear. I found a vanilla colored see through sweater, and put on a white tank top underneath. I put on my favorite shorts, and put on some brown combat ankle boots.
I slipped on a leather bracelet. And put my necklace on over my shirt. I found a scarf and wrapped it loosely around my neck. After putting on some natural makeup that consisted of foundation, powder, mascara, and pink baby lips lip balm I began styling my hair. I straightened it and then waved it with a hair waver. I smiled as I took in my reflection. Time to start my life anew. No more goody goody me. I’m going to be brave and protect myself. And I don’t care if I get too much attention after the ‘incident’.
I walked down stairs, and put my leather purse that hung low next to the door. I walked over to the breakfast table and began eating my toast, and drinking some orange juice.
I picked up my bag, and headed out. Jingling my keys. “Bye mom!” I yelled over the sound of her morning exercise routine.
“Bye, honey! Have a great day.” My mother yelled back.
I walked to my car and it beeped as I unlocked it. I stepped inside, and stuck my key in the ignition, it purred and I slowly pulled out of the driveway.
