(Alice's POV)
I see a world where I was a sweet little girl with my mother and father. We were having a happy life with sunshine and rainbows. It looked like I had the whole world in the palm of my hands. Out of no where I see dark clouds coming. The grass withered and the trees crumpled to the ground. I soon noticed my world was crumpling apart. My mother disappeared as she flowed to the sky. My father and I watched her as the ground was splitting apart. We call out to each other, but we don't hear a thing. I was alone. All I hear is thunder storms and the sounds of sadness. I then see a strange figure focusing in front of me. It comes out of a woman with a dark brown hair, hazel eyes, but she seemed familiar. As she smiled evilly I knew who she was. She is my step-mother......
As I awoke from that nightmare I ear myself gasping for air. I thought to myself about it. I look around me seeing my room. The memories I had and that disappeared. I took a quick glance at the photo on my night stand. It was a picture of me and my mom. It was the last picture we ever took together after she well.... died in a freak accident. she died when I was only 9 years old. My father cried for weeks calling out her name. That moment keeps replaying in my head. Reminds me of the time I broke down.
"Alice!!!! Get your ass down here now!Or else you'll be late for school!" yelled Miranda.
That's my cue. I jumped out of bed, got dressed with just my Hollister shirt, black denim jeans and my gray converse. I just pulled my black hair up to a ponytail. as I went downstairs I grabbed my backpack. When I strolled into the kitchen I see Miranda cooking. I smelled the scent of bacon and eggs..
"What's for breakfast?" I asked.
"For me it's bacon, eggs and orange juice. For you well grab whatever, I don't care."
I sucked my teeth while I walked to the cabinet and grabbed a granola bar. My step mom Miranda acts like this whenever my dad isn't here. When he''s around she acts like we are best friends. Like that's ever going to happen. as I eat y granola bar I hear the front door open. I guess my dad's home.
"Morning honey, Alice you're just eating that" snapped my dad.
Miranda replied,"Oh I'm just finishing up her breakfast" while she snapped a glare for me to sit down. I walked up to the "governor" and glared at Miranda sending her that "she's no the boss" look.
"Hey dad today's Tuesday and are you going to pick me up so we can go and I can take my driver's test?"
" Oh I forgot to tell you today I can't I promised to take Miranda out to dinner." my dad mumbled. Miranda turned and gave me a perky look. Looks like she saying "you can go and do whatever you want, but leave your father and me alone" look.
"But dad your promised!!!! This is the 3rd time you canceled on me."
"Listen I'm sorry and I will make it up to you, but I'm just busy. Can we talk about this later;"
"No I can't believe you" anger grew rapidly inside of me. He promised to take me on my birthday which was months ago. The first time he canceled was because Miranda "accidentally" made the community meeting at 4:30 instead of 7:30. The second time was when Miranda and my dad was suppose to cut the ribbon at the grand opening of the new library but is started 2 hours later since Miranda had to go buy the ribbon.
" I do not like that tone young lady"
"No you listen I never asked for anything else, but the one thing I asked for, you bail on me what is that. I feel trapped in this house. Am I your daughter or am I a prisoner!!" After that everyone went dead silence. At first I felt great, but soon fell into sadness. "Dad I didn't --"
"No we'll talk about this later. Go on. Get to school."
I walked out feeling awful. I went too far this time. I never knew I had it in me to stand up to my dad like that. My dad.... He's my best friend. Well now he was. How do I make it up to him? as I walk to my bus stop I look back to the things I said. Yes it is true I can't do anything in my house. I wake up in the morning, go to school, come back and sleep. The next day the process starts over. Miranda just goes out with my dad every night. takes him away from me by spending so much time with him. Before it was just me and him He would call me his "little girl." Everyday would be a brighter than before, but now on this day its just the beginning.
