Chapter 3

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It's been a few days since the day we went and saw Jacob and his family. Today me, mom and JJ are going to the park because dads working. We love the park, just if it wasn't so busy with the people and their bright cameras. Today wasn't too bad.

As I play on the swings I lose my grip and fly in the air. I became
Supergirl! But then I started falling and falling then bang!

The ambulances made loud noises. It kept on going black then white then black then white. Flashing everywhere. Their was this thing on my neck, it was hard and uncomfortable. Mom was beside me with JJ on her lap. She has tears running down her eyes and JJ's crying too. I fall back asleep.

By the time I wake up, my arm really hurts and I cry. I have little white bits on my head thats a bit like loads of thin bandades. My arm has this big white thing on. Dad runs in and quickly comes beside the bed I was laying on. He slams the door and puts the blinds down so people can't see in.

While I was asleep, I had a dream. Being famous isn't always about money, photographers and big houses. It's about love, connection and family. If only dad was around a little more.

2 hours later I am aloud to sit up and attempt to walk. My legs were fine it's just my arm that hurts. They say I can pick any colour to go ontop of the white so I pick red. One of my favourites. Daddy helps me up to make sure I don't fall and let's me sit on his back whilst we walk to the parking lot where dads parked car was. I have always liked our car, it's dark red and big. It says at the back 'Range Rover' so I guess that's what it's called.

I feel okay now and we all sit on the couch and watch frozen, JJ's favourite. My favourite character is Elsa, JJ's is Anna, Dads is Olaf and Moms is Sven, the cute fluffy reindeer that everyone adores.

As we watch, I keep on thinking about the dream I had in hospital and it won't come out of my small brain? This gives me the idea of what I want to be when I'm older. I'm not too sure yet but I know I want to help families and be kind to people. I don't really want to be famous but mom says that because my mommy and daddy are famous, people are always going to know who I am, that's annoying. I'm not much fun so why do loads of big people want to be friends with me? Can't only big people be friends with other big people and not little ones like me?

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