It was an accident

I made a friend

Recap

At the end of the night he walked me to my room and opened the door for me. As soon as I stepped into the door way he slammed the door in my face.

"Oh God. I'm in trouble" I sighed and got ready for bed

End of recap

Ugh, maybe I shouldn't have said anything. Well, then I will apologize tomorrow morning and hopefully everything will be good. I took off my outfit and got ready for bed. Strangely,  when I entered the bathroom  everything I use for my night routine was there. 

How did they know these things! He must be a stalker or something! I let out a "huhhh" that slowly turned into nothing. I then washed my face and all the other fun stuff then went and laid down. 

Tonight was weird I didn't know if it was really night cause it was always dark when I had a chance to look at a window. I also didn't know what day it would be tomorrow. It was hard to fall asleep, the last few nights I feel asleep right away but that was cause I was really tired from what had happened. Now I don't feel tired and have nothing to do to make me tired. 

So, I laid there looking up at the ceiling. I tossed and turned from one side to another. I was restless. I tried counting sheep, thinking of nothing, focusing on my breathing but nothing worked. I wished I could just sleep.

*next morning*

I woke to the sound of someone knocking on my door. I groaned when I the tossed sheets away from myself. The cold air came rushing at when I did make standing up and leaving my bed so hard. The bed was so warm. 

Eventually I made it to the door and opened it. When I did Ms. Oolong was standing in front of my door with a plate of food in her hands. It was like those scenes in the movie were the maid comes in with a tray of food and the main part was covered but all of the food was on display. 

"Oh, hello Ms. Oolong. How are you" I said

"Oh, very well dear" she said walking into the room.

I really liked Ms. Oolong. She was kind and sweet. Even though she lived in hell she gave off this warmth. She was like my grandmother that died when I was younger. My grandma gave off the same warmth, she always made me cookies when we came over. Some how she always managed to have the cookies made by the time we got to her house. 

When she entered she set the food down and was about to leave when I said "Ms. Oolong can we friends."

"Why of course dear. I would love too." She said smiling "Well, I'll let you eat." and with that she left shutting the door behind her. 

She had set the food on the bed. When I sat down I noticed all the food that was on the tray. There was pancakes and french toast that had butter and syrup running of it. It also had the perfect amount of toast on my toast, scrambled eggs with cheese, and apple cinnamon oatmeal. Just looking at it made my mouth water but the smell made me moan. I dug in. The was so good, it tasted perfect. I've never tasted anythings better. That was probably the most I have ever ate for breakfast, I was so full afterward I felt like I could explode. 

When I finished the food I went to the bathroom and took a shower. Once I left the bathroom I saw clothes on the bed. I walked over to the bed, there lay boxers, white shorts, black knee high socks, a white tank top, light blue hoodie that was probably way to big. 

I got dressed in something that I would most likely not dress in but I had no other clothes. I left the room after I got dressed. No one had called for me so I just wonder around the place. Since there was so many turn down other hallways, I just walked forward but sometimes I took a turn.