"Normal"

Chapter 23

Aggie's Pov:

BEEP BEEP BEEP

I ripped my alarm clock out the outlet, I really don't care today. Wait, why did my alarm go off if it is Saturday? I guess I forgot to turn it off, I mean I was really out of it last night and I still am. As much as I wish it didn't effect me, I cannot get over the picture of Nick and Lillie. I don't even know why it bothers me so much. Like I said before I wish it didn't, because it is effecting my mood.

"I am going to the store Aggie do you anything?" My Mom screamed from down stairs

"Can you get me some chocolate fudge brownie ice cream?" I shouted back with my fingers crossed that she would. I could really use some ice cream right now.

"Ok" She shouted back once more before I heard the front door slam shut, I sighed in relief I really want ice cream.

Well it should be a couple hours before she comes home, I guess I can go for a run. Most people say running is a great stress reliever, I hope it is.

I got out of my bed and walked over to my closet and starting searching for my running clothes. While searching I knocked a shirt off a hanger and it fell to the ground of my very messy closet. I knew exactly what shirt it was even from the back of it, and I couldn't help but feel my chest tighten. The shirt was the one Lillie gave me on my 12th birthday, it was a collage of pictures of us. Four to be exact the one in the top left corner was a picture of us on the first day if 6th grade, the top right corner had a picture of us on her uncle's boat the summer before 7th grade, the lower left corner was of us on the first day of 7th grade, and the last picture of us in the lower right corner was a picture of us on the last day of summer before 8th grade. Under all the pictures was the words "Best Friends Forever".

I felt a tear run down my cheek, it is really sad that the one thing we said to each other and promised never to go against are those very words and we aren't even friends anymore.

I sniffled and wiped my face and continued looking for my running clothes, once I found them I walked over to my bathroom and closed the door. I placed all of my clothing on and walked out of the bathroom, without putting on any make-up. Who would put on make-up just to sweat it off?

I opened my bedroom door and walked down my stairs. I sighed once I reached the door I really hope that this will relieve some stress. I turned the door nob and stepped outside.

I grabbed my iPod and headphones out of my back pocket and placed them inside my ears. My iPod case has a clip on so I can easily go on runs while listening to music. I clipped it to my shorts and started jogging down the block, putting my music on shuffle.

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I hadn't realized how long I was running for until after my music stopped. I have 150 songs so that means I have been running for about 2 to 3 hours. Well mom should be home any time soon, I started running home. I put my iPod back on shuffle

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I was almost home and I was making good time. I could see my street from where I was so I started sprinting. But then I saw a small brown dog laying awkwardly on the ground by a wall, I came to a hauling a stop and carefully walked towards the frightened animal.

I pulled my head phones out of my ears and crouched down to the small dogs level. I soon saw it had a long gash on it's back leg and it was bleeding badly, the poor thing will surely die.

When I reached down to pet him lightly he began to shake violently "Hey little guy" I cooed "don't worry I am not going to hurt you" I lightly petted his head, he relaxed a little but not much.

I soon put my hands on his lower stomach and I could feel his heart beat slowly failing. I tear ran down my cheek, it was sad watching an innocent creature die. I rubbed his stomach lightly and I felt his heart beat pick up tremendously. I rubbed in the same spot but with both of my hands and I felt a sharp pain in my lower thigh but saw that the dogs gash was healing. I placed both of my hands directly on his heart and I felt a stabbing pain in my thigh, I whimpered in pain and closed my eyes.

When I reopened them the dog's leg had no longer had a gash on it and he was walking around happy to have another chance at life.