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Today is sunday October 7th 2017. This day is very special because its my grandmas birthday!!! I woke up extra early just for her. My eye still hurts from when Jace punched me on Friday but i just decided to cover it with some foundation, it looked just natural. *********FlashBack********* Someone flew past me and knocked down my books that i had placed on my palm. "Watch where your going prick", i yelled without even noticing who it was. "Watcha say to me, nerd?", he said as he made his way and stood face to face with me, his higher than mine. "Oh um sorry i- i just uhh i didnt well you knew it was me and u didnt know it was you so...", i said nervously. I didnt want to get hit today. I don't know what to do. I stuttered and it wasn't helping and although I didn't want to get hit, I was gonna get hit alright.
"Dumbass bit**!!!", he snarled and with that my eye kissed his fist and he made a nice purple sandwich for lunch. My face flew and i was knocked down. It hurt like hell but i still managed to get up from that harsh impact that hit my face. It stinged and burned like fire. My eye was getting swollen. It turned purple and red and black all in one. I wanted to sock him too but i couldn't, i dont know how to punch someone. I was filled with this anger, this anger like no other. The monster in me was about to explode, my fist was shaking and I was huffing and puffing until my mom's voice came in my head. Something she always says and has always touched me ever since Jade bullied me. "Don't let anyone push you around like a rag, you're more than that".
I relaxed, my heart beat slowed and my breath became shaky.
I picked up my books and walked away not showing him any pain. He isn't gonna hurt me for long tho, I know it and I knew it just as the face of my momma. He looked at me confused as if saying "why aren't you screaming!!??!??". But i just walked away and once i turned around i was screaming in my head because shit that fuckin hurt. Oh man i just cussed. Shut up Alexandra. And with that i put on my black hood and went to class. *******end of flashback******* I shook off that big flashback i had and came back to reality. Then I started to work on the cake i was preparing for grandma.
I took out 3 eggs, the cake pan, butter, oil, and the cake flour that was in its box. I cracked the 3 eggs in a bowl. Then put some cooking oil, next i put the cake flour and mixed them all with a wisp. My hand was hurting every minute with the mixing but it is gonna be worth it. I spread butter on the pan and pour the mix in it, i put it in the oven at 360°f. Once this process was done i took it out of the oven, take the cake out of its pan, and let it cool. It looked so beautiful. It was a big shaped spongebob. You can see his 2 bucky beaver teeth sticking out. His hands is in the air as if waving at me. Once it cooled down some more i got the yellow frosting for his face, black frosting for his shoes, brown for his pants, red for his tie, and white for his shirt.
40 minutes...40 minutes it took for me to just decorate this SpongeBob. I licked the side and it was bombalishes!!!!!!! I had frosting all over my face and on my brown plain t-shirt and black jeans but It looked beautiful. I knew it was gonna be woth it. SpongeBob is our favorite show so she would be so happy. I woke up at 5:00 in the morning today and grandma always wakes up at 9:30. It is now 11:00. Hmmmmm. I changed into different clothing and went to the kitchen and grabbed the cake. (Cake pic on the bottom)
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I walked up the stairs slowly not wanting to drop the cake. I opened grandmas door by pushing it with my butt and my back since it was already open. My grandmas room was yellow and the bed was on the right side of the wall. Her drawers were on the left of me and a little drawer next to her where she has her bible and a beautiful arabian lamp. I put the cake on her little drawer next to her. And i shook her slightly for her ro wake up.
"Grandma". Shake shake. "Grandma happy birthday!!!!!!!"........ Still no answer. "Grandma", i said a little more worried. "Grandma!!!!".......Shake. Shake. Shake. Shake. "Hey grandma guess who's turning 93!!!!!!!" "GrandmAaaAaaAa!!!!!!!", i screamed very worried and already tears in my eyes. I kept on shaking her and shaking her and i grabbed my phone out of my pocket and called 911.
I put my ear on her chest to see if she was breathing.
Her eyes were closed and her mouth was open. She looked beautiful....... Why this day whyyy!!
"911 whats your emergency", said the lady on the other line.
"I d-d-dont know, i came upstairs and-a-a-and sh-shes not brea-thing", i said gasping for air for all the tears streaming down my face. "Okay hun where do you live?", she said sounding worried herself. I gave her my adress. And in 2 minutes i heard an ambulance.
They kicked the door and i heard running and a lot of people talking and they grabbed grandma and took her down stairs and she was put in the truck of an ambulance.
And then she was gone. No grandma. I could smell her perfume in the room and that made me run after her.
She. Was. Gone.
I ran downstairs and i almost tripped but i ran for her and by the time i was outside the ambulance had already left.
People were surounding my house and i looked around at everyone.
Everyone was staring at me, i shook my head and everyone was looking at the ambulance truck.
Paranoid.
I went back inside and locked the door shut. My back was on the door and i just slid on the door and fell on my butt. My knees were on my forehead and i couldnt hold it no more...so ..i just let the tears flow.
