Jenny's Wonders: A Fictional Narrative

She sighed. “So, yeah, I’m sitting there and kind of starting to wonder if I really want higher education to be my boyfriend for the next few years.” She closed her eyes, remembering the suffocating feeling that had filled her amidst the talk of new life. “And that was when I excused myself to go have a panic attack in the bathroom.” She exhaled slowly. Admitting that was hard. Rachael had been the one to talk her into seeing a counselor on campus her sophomore year when her anxiety had been really bad. She didn’t want her to think she was back to that.

Lilly glanced down the row of cars all parked up under the trees. A chill moved through her. She brought her knees up to her chest, pressed her thighs against her rib cage and let her head sink down. She needed to find a place to stay. She needed somewhere to sleep and she needed to be able to get ready tomorrow to make sure Bobby saw her looking hot again. Because he would kick himself once he saw her all made-up in a nice dress and nice shoes. He’d feel pretty dumb for avoiding her this last year over a stupid pair of flip-flops. But how was she going to be that girl who turned his head if she spent tonight sleeping rough? Lilly closed her eyes and tried not to let it upset her. Puffed up eyes was the last thing she

Tears dripped down from my eyes to my cheeks like a waterfall. I couldn’t stop it. I had made a promise. I clung on tighter, maybe that meant she wouldn’t leave. “It was going to happen anyway Tara, don’t beat yourself up about this.” She said in a hushed voice. It didn’t matter what she told me, I had promised to make her not move, to somehow convince her family that leaving was the worst idea. I hadn’t done it. I had failed. I looked down at the floral sheets as I hugged her, I never wanted her to go. I wanted to take in everything for that moment and keep it, locked away somewhere safe. This was the last time I’d see this room, with her endless books in her bookshelves, her intricate coloring books overflowing. “We can still keep in touch”

Now it was getting late and Monyca was finishing up her homework. The breeze from outside filled her room. As she went to the window to close it she saw something move. She jumped away from the window, she was frightened, her heart raced, not sure of what it was, she mustard courage and went closer in to the window. She stared hard looking for something in the darkness. That’s when she saw it, something had moved. As she squinted her eyes to zero in on it, the doorbell rang. Her heart stopped, it took her a few seconds to remind herself that there was probably nothing out there.

She wore sweatpants and a huge sweatshirt with some slides she had gotten almost three years ago. Her hair was thrown up unbrushed into a bun and she didn’t put much effort into brushing her teeth. She grabbed her bag and a water. She decided to walk to school blasting her music thinking of the awful day ahead of her. She managed to make it through wednesday. When she arrived back home her mother was dressed with the car keys in her hand, Aspen asked “mom where are you going?” her mother explained today was the first day of therapy for Aspen. She rolled her eyes and ran to her room. “Aspen we have to go put your shoes on and meet me in the car, oh and wear something presentable please.”. Aspen screamed into her pillow and then put new clothes on and shoes and grabbed yet another water and headed towards her mother's

Addison shut the door behind her, the smile still etched onto her face. Finally one of the dates her friends set her up on went slightly okay. She’d been going on bad date after bad date to move on. Even hooking up with some of them, but they still weren’t him. They weren’t Nick. She hated herself for thinking that. It had been months since he walked out on her. She should hate him, part of her did, but her heart took a while to catch up. He'd been gone for ages, but it was only a couple of weeks ago that Addison started to actually move on. Of course, she wasn’t actually interested in dating them, but her friends were concerned about her and it sure did help take her mind off of him. It wasn’t a huge thing, but she stopped sleeping in his old shirts or sleeping on his old side of the bed. She stopped feeling so heartbroken. Addison dropped down onto the couch, running her hand through her neat curls and taking then taking off her heels. She turned the TV on, mostly for background noise as she curled up on the couch. Addison had basically fallen asleep on the couch until she heard a knock at her front door.

Her breakfast include a bland cereal, ham and eggs, and a glass of milk. She often does not have time for lunch but when she does, she’ll usual have a roasted turkey sandwich and a cup small of coffee. Jenny enjoys eating healthy for dinner. Her meal consists mainly of a lightly salted vegetable and a steamed fish dish, but occasionally, she will have a beef rib eye steak cooked medium rare.

I downed another iced cold beer. “You’re gonna be late.” I shook my head. I knew this but I didn’t completely care. I needed to drown myself in this moment. “I’m getting out of the car, it’s safe now your cousin is here.” I gazed through the windshield trying to focus to see her. The limo looked to be doubled. She stepped out of it brushing her hand through her hair and across her dress. I begged her not to leave all those years again. She had other plans for her life though. This town was too small for her. She needed to get away from the stories of her parents. We didn't blame her. We just wanted to go with her. I just wanted to go with her. She promised to come back and here she was making good on that promise for the wrong reasons but hey she kept her word. Job well done.

“Hey Lydia,” Indigo Fairchild said excitedly. “can we go for dinner tonight?” she added. “Ok maybe that would be nice,” Lydia Brandwood added, kind of confused. “I promised my mother that i would hang out with her tonight.” “Ok that’s fine, what about tomorrow?” Indigo asked hopefully. They kept discussing. In the end it ended up being tomorrow. Lydia went home. ”Hey Mum.” Lydia said to jocelyn as she walked through the door. “Let’s get the board games out. It’ll be just like old times.” Jocelyn said, excitedly. Lydia went to go get food from their favourite shop, Jade Wolf. When she got to the shop she went in the door. Someone had put a bag over her head. She struggled. She kicked them. She hit them. She screamed out “HELP ME!”

“ It 's the stress of school and everything getting to you. Let 's go out, forget about school and have a fun Friday night.” Nate said as he wrapped his arm around Sylvia directing her towards the parking lot ,and away from the school. As they were heading to the cars no one noticed that the shadows had started to follow them.

She had just gotten home from school. This would usually be the time when she would do her homework while her parents were still at work. But, today would be different. She had just sat down on the couch when she was startled by her mom. “Mom!” She jumped up from the couch. “Why aren’t you at work?”. Her mom’s light green eyes looked fearful, like she was afraid to tell Gabbie the truth. “Honey, I need to tell you something,” she sighed. “We’re moving to Oklahoma.” She braced herself for Gabbie’s response, but she was silent and just stood there for a moment in shock.

“I don’t understand it…” she wept. Deep down inside I felt sorry for her. Ever since her dad died she’s been increasingly depressed. I look at the couch next to her and take my report card. Why is she so sad? I run to my room as Kai looks at me as if I had killed our mother. I won’t dare to open it.

It was a normal day like any other. A sunny day of no worries. I had to go to school that day and started to get ready. When I got there my friend Dalina had already reserved a seat for me in Mr. Kaloo’s class. “I have something very exciting to tell you!’’ she yelled all the way from her sit as soon as she saw me. “Keep it down, Dalina” said Mr.Kaloo in such an annoyed voice. I hurried up to my seat, eager to know what she had to say. ”So what do you want to tell me, Lina?’’ I asked anxiously.’’Nelly, my parents will be out of town tonight.’’ “So Luna, Victoria, and I are planning to go into the forest near Calvin’s Restaurant.” “I want you to come with us” she said. “What if I don’t want to?”I challenged her. “It’s not that I have to ask you, Nelle.” “You have to go, whether you want to or not,” she declared turning to the girl beside her . “Why would that be?” I asked making her look back at me. “If you don’t go, I will be forced to tell your dear mother that you are failing your Math class.” What in the world was this girl doing?Was she threatening me. I was angry. I was so angry that I could have strangled her in that moment, but I couldn’t. That would have gotten me in even more trouble. I had no other option, but to go with them to the forest. If that girl told my mom about my math grade, I would be spanked ten times three with the belt and grounded until I pulled my grade up. I had to go for my sake. “Alright, I guess I’ll see you later, then.” I grabbed my books

Man was I wrong, school was a disaster. I guess that when you forget about the football game in the next town, which the whole school is attending you will be the only one there that day. THe sign on the locked front doors stated that classes would resume as usual on Monday. Great. My day just went from bad to worse. The bus didn’t even come until 3, if it was still running. Feeling completely alone but not ready to give up just yet, I treated myself to a cheesy, store bought cake, if Molly Ringwald had her own pity cake, so would I. Approaching the grocery store I felt the eerie quiet, as crisp fall leaves blew across the vacant street, a silence seemed to ring through the emptiness of the town.

“Okay! Love you! Bye!”she yelled back from the top of the stairs. Mabel grabbed her wet umbrella which, still hadn’t dried from her outing with her mom, and stepped out in the cold, rainy air. She ran over to the car under her umbrella. Her best friends, Vivien and Cecilia were waiting. ‘This is going to be so fun,’ Mabel thought as she stepped into the car.