"Good night Charity," Her mother says sing song like. It makes her smile. Charity hugs her mother. It was like all the others hugs her mother had ever given to her. Charity had grown used to the nightly hugs and enjoyed them. It was like a reassurance to her. She came to see it as her mother saying," It's alright. It will always be." Without actually having to say it.
Charity sighed into her mother's shoulder breathing in her perfume. Lilac, that was the sent. It was the same one she's always used and it suited her.
Charity let go of her mother and she did the same.
" Night Mom!" She says happily making her green eyes beam along with her smile.
Charity turns from her mother towards her bedroom door. She walks the rest of the hallway and opens the door. When she turns back around her mother had already left the hall.
She walks into her bright pink walled room and closed the door. She quickly changed into her usual pajamas. A tank top and thick grey sweat pants.
Tomorrow, thankfully, was Saturday. She was planning on going hiking with her best friend. Charity was looking forward to it even if it was kind of simple. That's what she was used to anyways. Simple things were what seemed to ease her mind. Anyone else could be eased by simple things, but Charity was constantly surrounded by simple things. She grew up with it.
Charity grabbed two bands and pulled back her thick brown hair. She jumped onto her small twin sized bed making the springs creak. Charity opens the window next to her bed. Laying her head down she studies the view outside her window. It was the same view she gazed at every night. It was the side of her neighbors house. It was a simple view. Just a brick wall. Well there was a fence too, but ignore that fact for now. Focus on the brick wall point.
Charity crossed her arms and huffed. Was her life this boring she thought. She looked from the brick wall to the ceiling. Why do I have to look at a brick wall before I sleep!?! Charity sat up and put her hands on her waist. I might as well be a brick wall I'm so boring she thought angrily to herself. Why am I getting worked up over a brick wall she wanted to scream at herself.
She sighs and turns on the lamp on her night stand. Her lamp was simple too!! With a small tall white base and a lace white top. She pulled at her hair messing up her pony tail. Why did it make her so mad? She looked back towards the window wanting to yell at the brick wall.
Instead she looked into a familiar face. Chasity falls off her bed backwards with a loud thump. Charity uses the bed to pull herself back up to look out the window. She rubbed her now sore back and stared madly at the smiling face of her dear friend.
Charity climbs back onto her bed and opens the window.
"Heyy!" says Andrea innocently.
Charity scowls at her and demands in a whisper," What are you doing?!"
" I don't know I thought I would just say hi," She recites rather proudly.
Charity plants her hands firm on her bed and leans toward the window screen more and says in a hushed voice," It's ten o'clock at night! Are you crazy!?" Andrea just nods making Charity groan. She looks into her friends icy blue eyes that seemed more devilish than usual.
Charity squints her eyes at her friend and asks," What?"
Andrea smiles deviously and says," Come with me."
" Are you insane!?" Charity questions.
Andrea sighs and says," I already answered that question. Now come on!" Andrea motions her head toward the backyard. Andrea moves to try and pop out the window screen.
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Hydrangea
FantasySimple things. We take them for granted and then when there switched with complications we drown in emotions. This is Charity's story. Her story starts simple and on comes the twist. Charity's childhood friend takes her someplace new. A place m...