When I awoke , there was a bright light shining on my face , when I turned away from the light I seen the doctor standing over me smiling at me.
I smiled back, the greatest accomplishment in my life was now completed. He left out the room and in a short amount of time he wheeled in 2 containers each containing my son & daughter.
Elijah was sleep still but Hailey was wide awoke. I picked her up and swaddled her in my arms carefully. She yawned in my arms and shortly after she yawned she was sleep.
I put her back in her container and watched my kids both sleep, tears streamed my cheeks as I seen them toss and turn gradually.
That's when she walked in, Elise. I was sure she was dead but it was a miracle to see her. She had so many cuts on her face but she looked much better than when I checked her in.
She admired the twins and slipped past them and sat at the foot of my bed. She said to me," Carly I really want to apologi-" I cut her off short and replied," you don't have to say it, all through life I was such a mean person but that will change."
Tears streamed her face while her face glowed with radiance and reached over to hug me. After the hug she wiped her tears and waved goodbye.
After that I called the doctor and told him simply," I want to leave." He looked at me like I had 30 snakes on my face. He told me," ma'am you just had 2 kids yesterday, I really don't think you could be in any position to leave.
I disagreed and asked him if he could wrap my twins up in blankets and a few moments later I checked out.
I walked out the door with my two kids and walked down the streets without any worries I had to stop somewhere before I would return back to the boutique, the Mastisson dance academy.
When I walked through the doors I seen the desk clerk her name was Linda a good friend of the family when she saw me her face lit up like a newborn fire, she hugged me and kissed both Elijah & Hailey on the cheek, I told her if she could watch them 2 while I went in the studio and kinda just lived freely through dance.
She agreed and I slipped into a spare leotard and drifted away, I started working on a dance routine my dad always used to show me when I was little that I never got, once I got used to turning and points everything else was a breeze including the routine.
While I was dancing, I tried to do the ultimate turn, the one that would land me in the ultimate dancing career, but I failed and I twisted my ankle and dropped to the floor hard.
I gripped my ankle and cried for help that's when I heard Linda scream, the alarm for the academy went off loudly and immediately I started to crawl for help, it took me about 10 minutes to get to the desk clerk's desk and used the edge of the desk to lift me up I seen Linda behind her desk with her neck slit.
Then I looked over Behind the desk and realized that Elijah was gone.
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A Living Fancy
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