"There are times that I will never forget."
                              POV Anita:
                              "Hey, wake up you, sleepy elephant!" Finley shouted at me 
                              "I want to sleep..." I said lingering last word
                              — Your choice.- Ley said heading into the bathroom 
                              — That's a bad sign. - I said so quiet that nobody could hear me 
                              I immediately woke up and hided by the door.
                              Ley walked in with a bowl of cold water. Not thinking much I spilled the water on her head and cracking up flied out of the room.
                              Ley raced after me. I reached stairs. And what do you think? Sure, a loser tripped on the first step and fell down on the face.
                              I stood up only to hear how a horse (Davis) with a stinker (Ley) were cracking up, laughing so hard that they were laying on the floor.
                              I have thrown a pillow at them.
                              — You, little devil! - shouted Davis 
                              — Pillow fight! - shouted Ley almost at the same time with me 
                              We had a fight for about an hour. We finally finished all laying on the floor. Suddenly, Holden came into house.
                              — What the hell happened here? - asked Holden looking at us not understanding anything 
                              — We had pillow fight. - I said heavily breathing 
                              He started laughing.
                              — I thought a chief came and robed you.
                              — Well, so far it is only us.
                              We all got up and started watching movies.
                              — Anita let's go with me. I will show you a world full of miracles and secrets.
                              — We are going to refrigerator?
                              — Absolutely.
                              We made a cake and cupcakes.  Quickly finished eating it. It's already 5:30 pm. I went outside.
                              — What are you doing here? It's cold and dark.
                              — I love walking at night. I like it better. It's like the world is different. So empty, quiet and magical. I don't know, I just have an urge to go outside somewhere and just to walk around and listen to music.
                              — I have that feeling sometimes as well . By the way, I brought you flowers. I heard they are making calm.
                              — So, in other words you are saying that I am hysterical.
                              — No, no. You told you have stress all the time, so it's better than candy. You are not going to get fat because of it.
                              — Now you are saying that I am fat. Well, then.
                              — No I just, I just...
                              We both started laughing.
                              — I was just kidding.- I said 
                              — That is not what I meant. Sorry.
                              — I know.
                              — We better go home now. It's cold.
                              — Yes. I am cold too.
                              — Here. Wear this.
                              Holden handed me his jacket.
                              — No, I am fine. You will get cold.
                              — Anita, that wasn't a question.
                              Holden has put his jacket on me.
                              — Thank you.
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