HOPE

The Music of Memory

She got back from her memory. Then she looked at her dress, she took it out of the closet, and she threw it on. She went to the mirror to see how she looked. She felt younger in the dress then she actually was. Her curl dark brown hair was falling on her shoulder and back. Her red lipstick went really well with her glowing white face. She knew that Paul was going to like this. She was excited and at the same time scared. She was scared for something she didn't even know about. The feelings she kept on feeling were worrying her.

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"Mother! What is wrong with you?" Her daughter screamed "You know everyone is waiting for you downstairs right! It's been an hour since you got in this room to dress up." Her voice started to smoothen as she came closer to her mother, Kristin.
"Mom, are you okay?"
But Kristin didn't reply she didn't even turn around to look at her daughter. She was just sitting on the old chair staring at the mirror.
"Mom, ...mother." Kate kept on calling but still no reply.
Kate immediately run to her mom and turned her around to see if she was okay but it wasn't her mom that was on the chair instead it was a doll a really big lady doll.
"Aaaaaaaaa...!!" Kate cried out. "Mom! Mommy! Where are you?"

"Mommy isn't gonna be here today little girl." Said a squeaky men's voice behind her.
Before she even had the chance to scream he caught her in his arm.

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Still with that terrible feeling she's been having she went out of the bathroom and unplugged the earphones she was listening to soothing songs with to forget everything. Then she opened her bedroom door and went downstairs. Only 5 minutes left for Paul to be home. Kristin said her welcomes to everyone that's been waiting for her downstairs who came to celebrate Paul's safe return.
...Ding Dong ...
The door bell rung.