Memories

Pancakes, the only easy thing about life

I decided to keep that worry in mind and when I have the chance, search for my imparter, to make sure elves aren't a dream. If I can find it, I'll assume my theory is right. If I can't find it, I'll assume I bonked my head on my bed post and had a major concussion without realizing it wich had the side effect of making me forget my whole life. 

Now that think about it that way it sounds extremely farfetched. 

My stomach grumbled. I didn't realize I was hungry till now. Maybe it's a side-effect to a major concussion, or...or... elves?...um, that doesn't make a lot of sense either, so... BREATHE AMY! Or is it Olivia? Argh! This is so confusing! Well, I guess I'll take a brake from elves and concussions and eat.

 "What's for breakfast?" I asked, sitting down on one of the comfy patio chairs. 

"Anything you want. Pancakes? Waffles? Eggs? Toasts? Cereal?"she told me.

 I thought about it. "Pancakes. With maple syrup, too."

 I made sure that my words stayed in the human world and I didn't ask for mallowmelt or custard bursts like I would have at Livvy and Quinlin's house. I sighed. How I missed mallowmelt, custard bursts and rufflepuffs. 

"What's wrong?" my dad asked. 

I froze but remembered to act as natural as I could."Nothing."

"It's the second time you tell me that. Are you sure you're fine?" mom asked me.

I nodded. My parents looked concerned. 

"I'll go change." I said

 I ran into the mansion without another word. I climbed the stairs to the bedroom that I slept in and assumed was mine. I opened my closet. It was a huge walk-in closet. It was full of dresses. I smiled. Just like the lost cities. I chose a short turquoise dress with a silver flowered belt. I braided my hair and put on white high heels. I looked at myself in the mirror and grinned. I looked like a miniature Cinderella. 

I went back to the patio. My parents weren't there anymore, but my pancakes were there with a typed note. It said:

              Dear Olivia, we left for the hospital🏥 early today because dad had a patient earlier than usual. Eat your breakfast🥞. You can leave your plate here when your done, and Mrs. Margaret will get it. Oh, please feed Marty and______ since we were a bit late and didn't have time. If you want anything, just text us! If something's wrong and you want to talk about it with us, just tell us. You can trust us, you know. Please go to school and don't be late. Mrs. Miller told us you were late yesterday.😿 😧 We'll have talk about that tonight, at 7pm🕖 in dad's office. We'll see you at supper! 🙂 With love, Mom & Dad❤️😘

I sighed worriedly. How am I going to survive? It also appears that my parents likes using emojis...Well, at least now I know a couple of things about this life... It appears were rich, we have a maid (maybe more than one, for all I know...), my parents loves using emojis, my parents are doctors (or something like that), I still have Marty and ________ , i finally have the phone I always wanted (somewheres), my closet should belong to a princess, and, I guess this mansion is big enough that we have to give a time and place to our meetings. And the worst thing is, I don't have a map! and, I don't have a clue about where the school is! 

I sighed worriedly. How am I going to survive this day? This week? This LIFE?