The DreamA Chapter by KaylaChapter 1: The Dream It was a beautiful day! The sun was shining brightly, the breeze was calming, and there wasn't a cloud in the sky! The butterflies floated from flower to flower, and the birds chirped sweet tunes from the trees above.
With a big grin on my face, I ran in the grass as fast as my two-year old legs would let me go. My mother, who was watching me from our porch, ran towards me. Her long black hair flowing in the breeze. She scooped me up in her dainty arms and kissed my cheek. "Stella, you're almost as naughty as your brother!" she joked. The door opened from the house behind us. A huge man with gray hair and a kind face, stepped out onto the porch. "Daddy!" I squeaked cheerfully. My mom set me down gently and I ran into my father's arms. "Where is our son?" Mom asked as she came up behind us. "He fell asleep on the couch, so I put him in his room." "Ok darling! I'll go check on him" My mom went into the house.
My eyes fluttered open. I had that same dream again! The one that I've been having every night for the past two years! And it always ended right when my mom went into the house. I looked at the clock. It was 8 AM. I got up and got dressed. I started doing my hair and makeup, which was really hard when you are only allowed to use a mirror that is a tiny bit smaller than your palm. There were only two mirrors in the entire house. My little makeup one, and my mom's little makeup one. For some reason, my parents are afraid of mirrors. What do they think?! A vampire is gonna magically appear in it! I laughed out loud. When I finished getting ready, I hopped down the stairs. My stomach was grumbling. I wasn't shocked, though, when I saw two suitcases by the door. My parents were always going away on business trips. As if she heard me come down the stairs, my mom came in from the kitchen. Her hair was tied up in a tight bun, and she was wearing a white shirt with a gray jacket and matching skirt. "Your father and I are going away on a business trip for the weekend. Peter will be here in a few minutes." I rolled my eyes. Peter was a very nice man. But everytime my parents go away, he comes to watch me. My parents like to believe that I'm still five years old! "But mom! I'm seventeen years old! I don't need a babysitter anymore!" "Stella Marie Baker! I am your mother and you will do as I tell you! Peter is going to watch you for the weekend and that is final!" Gee, somebody's got her bun too tight! I stormed off into the kitchen, looking for some food. I found myself a bowl and poured some cereal. Munching on it angrily. I heard the doorbell ring and then my mom's voice say, "Hello Peter! It's nice to see you!" "Hello Maggie! How are you and Joseph doing?" Peter's deep voice replied. "We're doing well, thank you. And yourself?" "Great actually!" "Well that's good. We best be off. You know how long it takes to get there!" my mom said, "Joseph! It's time to leave!" "Coming dear!" my dad called down the stairs. "Where is Stella?" Peter asked. "She's in the kitchen having some breakfast." I heard footsteps coming towards the kitchen, and Peter and my mom came into sight. Peter was a large man, like my father. He had green eyes and messy brown hair. And he had very tan skin. "There's my gorgeous Stella-nator!" he said, a large grin spreading across his face. "Hi Peter!" I said, smiling back. I heard feet thumping down the stairs, and my dad came into the kitchen. "Thanks for coming." he said, shaking Peter's hand. "Oh, it's really no trouble at all!" Both my mom and dad came over and gave me a hug and a kiss and then left. "Well...it's just you and me now!" Peter said, giving me a huge hug.
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7 Reviews Added on July 20, 2009 Last Updated on December 29, 2009 AuthorKaylaRochester, NYAboutMy name is Kayla. I live in the United States of America. I am starting my first year at Monroe Community College. I am extremely close to my family. I have three best friends (Cassidy, Karl.. more..Writing
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