It had been about a week since the accident with the famous "Cody Simpson". And yes, I did some research on the kid to find out what all happened to him. I know he told me to let him know how i was after i got out of the hospital... But how was i to reach him?
As I wondered around Ross (a clothing store near us) I couldn't help but think about him. I tried to remember his blue eyes, and beachy blonde hair but parts of the incident were starting to fade away.
"Amanda!" Mom's frustrated voice echoed through the store. Cringing I looked down the isle for her, seeing her half scrunched face staring me down.
"y-yea mom?" I asked walking towards her.
"Lets go! We don't have all day! Especially if all you're going to do is mope around and not look for some school clothes!!" mom yelled.
Today was supposed to be "school shopping day" since I needed some new clothes. My not eating plan had been working well over the year. I lost 20 pounds and it showed...alot. So today we were on a mission to get some new clothing.
Mission Impossible.
Everything I found that I liked was either too expensive or not in the right color. Everytime I found something, there was a little thing about it that didn't look right.
All in all, it was frustrating.
Knowing I lost all this weight, i thought shopping would be easier since I was skinnier now. But turns out my mom is just really judgemental.
I still wasnt' good enough for her, my body or my personality
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After leaving the last store at around 4:30pm, mom and I headed home. We were both exhausted. I really wanted to open some more of the gifts I had been getting. I didn't open any since the one I did when James came over.
I'm really curious as to who sent them...they couldn't have all possibly been the Cody guy....right?
_____20 minutes later______
Finally home.
I flopped down onto my bed, dropping three bags onto the floor letting the contents spill out of them slightly.For a moment I just layed there enjoying the peace and quiet, that is untill mom yelled that she was taking the dog out for a walk.
"ok" i had yelled back to her as i sat up and began to think about what i should do.
Pushing myself up off my bed i walked out to the kitchen and got a glass of OJ from the fridge. I headed in the direction of the Living room when my pinky toe caught the edge of a box, sending the box flying... And my toe into immediate pain.
I wimpered softly and held my foot in pain. Finally after a few seconds i let go. walking towards the couch i picked up the box that I had hit and set it on the couch next to me.
A few minutes passed and I began to grow anxious with anticipation and finally decided to open it. Pulling off the dark brown paper i found a small white box. I threw the paper to the side and began to pull off the top of the box. As i did so, a couple packing peanuts fell to the ground and reaching in my hand touched something soft yet silky or...maybe plasticy?
Pulling out the bag, i found 1... no 2.....no.... 5 bags of peanut M&M's
My favorite, I smiled as i grabbed the card.
TO: Amanda Heather
I sure hope you feel better! I heard these were your favorite candy!! Get well soon Amanda!!! We love you!!! <3 xoxox
Love, Jesse Mills
I reread the name over and over again, untill i realized...I had no idea who Jesse Mills was.
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