Pleaser To Meet You

Chapter #1

Date is September 6th, 4052.
Hey there, my name is Ember Rose. Take a seat, get a good drink, and a belly filling snack. This is my life story on paper and I am going to tell you about it. It may take some time, so make sure you clear your schedule.
My life has been a rollercoaster to say the least. When I was a little girl I lived out in the back country on a little ranch. We had some horses and some chickens. You know the normal. I remember having a pony named Poppy. It was a little Shetland pony with long hair. I remember riding it around, feeling proud. I was only about five so everything was fun. On my sixth birthday I got a little puppy. It was a golden retriever and I named her Bell. The reason why I named her Bell was because my parents at the time found her trapped in wire and there was a bell on it. They heard it and came to rescue the little cutie. That dog lived till I was fifteen years old. She was my companion and my only best friend. No one really liked me at school mainly due to my parents. Let's just say they were not the best. They had a ruff background with alcohol and drugs. It was a small town so everyone knew. It sucked because everyone judged me for it like I was the problem. I also lived on a farm so they called me "piggy". I did not even own pigs! I still have no clue how they got that name. Anyways .....
At home life was a struggle. Uh I do not ... maybe.....want to share that right now. Maybe, if you stay tuned I will tell you. In school I got good grades and I got a scholarship to a college. That might of been the most scary and best moment of my life. I always wanted to be a photographer. I would look at photos around the house and just always wanted to be the one capturing that perfect moment. It always was magical to me. The only problem was the college that accepted me did not have a class in photography. It broke my heart because it was either go or not go at all. I did the most stupid thing and did not go. I ripped the paper up into little pieces and threw it in our little fire place and watched it burn into ash.
Enough of the boring talk about my not so good childhood. Guess what today is? My first job interview. I applied for this pet shop down the road not even a block away. It always has been a nice place. They seem to take good care of the animals. Man my nerves are through the roof. I have never done this before and I am scared that I may mess up. That maybe I will say something to make them think bad about. Maybe I'll studder or skip over words that need to be there so the sentence makes sense. I may fart in front of them. Hey that's not funny it's a real possibility. I guess I'll just have to go and find out. It's in ten minutes shoot I need to get ready.
Okay so I got a good outfit going. Its black skinny jeans with flowy white collared shirt. I have my dark brown long hair into a tight ponytail. I put some lip gloss on. Am I over doing this. I do not even know what I am doing. Does that sound good. I do not know. Shoot I have two minutes to get there. I'll tell you how it goes when I get back home.
Well I am back. Let's just say I did not stutter over my words or fart Infront of them if that's what your wondering. What did happen is I turned redder than a tomato and I saw my reflection in the window behind the manager. I started coughing like I just swallowed a bug. The kind old lady offered me a cold glass of water. I took it, kindly. Then we just talked like some old people on a bench, in the park, in fall.
So I learned a lot about her in those twenty minutes. She has a daughter that's in college. She misses her alot. Her daughter is wanting to take a career as a vet. Hints the fact that her mom runs a pet shop. The managers name is Jane Beck. She is fifty two and lives alone. I think she said that her husband passed away in the military a couple years back. She said that she got a cat at home and a goldfish to keep her company on stormy nights. All in all I think I got the job. Today is going good. How is your day going?.......... Right you can not talk to me sorry. Well I hope it went well. If not I am sorry I wish I could do something. Have a great day.