"This just in, a woman's body was found this morning by the I-95 construction site. She has not yet been fully identified but officers suspect it may be Eunice Harris, the 18 year old who disappeared about a week ago. If you have any information on her whereabouts please call the number on your screen. Thank you for watching Dallas Morning News. I'm Cammy Valentine, stay tuned." The news reporter smiled before a commercial came on. I smiled turning off the TV.
"Three more days." I got out of bed thinking about the event that took place last week. On the calendar in my room, I crossed off yesterday grinning wide. "Three days too long for my baby." I sighed. "But I guess I'd better prepare for her." I smiled taking off my basketball shorts to change. As I put on my outfit I noticed the house was designed in Eunice's favorite color.
"This could be a problem." I walked around taking in all the orange. "I'm gonna paint the house." I decided out loud. Altogether, I put on my shades, slides, White Sox cap and grabbed my keys. I drove to Lowe's and walked straight to the paint section.
"Hmmm." I tapped my chin looking at the display. A color in the blue family caught my attention.
"Bingo." I picked up the shade that caught my attention and paired it with a shade of gray.
"Excuse me," I caught the attention of the employee at the paint desk. "May I get 4 cans of each please?" I asked.
"Yeah sure man." The man took the cards. After studying the colors, he looked at me. "It'll be about 20 minutes."
"Okay." I nodded deciding to go search for the supplies I needed. On my way to the aisle with paint brushes, I saw a cart and took it with me. Once in the aisle, I looked for paint rollers, paint buckets, and paint brushes. Then I looked for painter's tape. When I was done getting supplies, I walked back to the pain center seeing the employee closing the cans.
"Here you go sir." He bought them to me.
"Thanks." I put them in the cart.
"Have a nice day." He spoke as I walked off.
"Thanks you too." I smiled. I checked out quickly and packed everything in my trunk. When I got home, I took the TV and other light weight things out the living room. With only the couch and TV stand left, I covered them with bed sheets to protect them. I sighed and took off my cap, slides, and shades putting them in my room. Within 4 hours I painted the ceiling of whole downstairs except my room.
"Lunch time." I panted after opening all the windows and walked to the kitchen. On the clock I saw the time 1:26 pm. "Wow it feels like it's still 11." I commented out loud preparing to make myself lunch. After I finished lunch, I went upstairs to prepare to paint. In 4 and a half hours I painted the ceilings of every room. I panted and drunk the rest of my water. When I finished, I opened the windows to help air out the fumes. I continued my paint job by painting the walls of rooms. When I finished I smiled at the results. Blue walls with gray trim and accents. After a ten minute break, I prepared my room and bathroom to be painted. I yawned finishing up the ceiling an hour later and decided to crash on the couch for the night.
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Teen FictionEunice Michelle Harris It all started when I woke up in the woods, surprisingly clothed. Common sense led me to my kidnapper unknowingly. If only I knew that was setting me up for an emotional roller coaster, I'd do anything to change it all. Hey gu...