I guess I'm a thief. OF YOUR HEART OHHHHHHH! Yeah I don't really know. And yes you are infamous. Don't you hear them trembling when you walk by? Oh and btw it's j'aime. FRENCH FTW.
I dropped French, always hated it I guess I wasn't too bad at it though. J'adore! You can HEAR trembling? 0.0 Do people dress in maracas where you live?
? Chapter 3 ? The have days flown by so fast if I blinked I'd miss a day. School just let out last week, and my birthday is only 6 days away. I would finally be 11, hopefully on that day my life would change for the better. The closer it got to my big day, one year closer to leaving this hell hole, the more I worried if my parents would even remember my birthday. I mean, a birthday only comes once a year. Right? So I'm hoping just for that one day, maybe, just maybe, my parents won't nag me. Maybe they won't make jokes about me. Maybe for that one day I won't feel like stranger in my own home. My sister and I are headed to Panama City Beach for the next few weeks. In my head I was hoping that this trip might be ihi
might be a surprise for me. Maybe my parents didn't forget my birthday. Maybe they did love me! When we arrived at the Sunny Sands Resort there was a line of people checking in. So my mother and I sat down with Callie. While we were waiting a woman came over to mom and asked her if Callie was her daughter. She delightedly said yes and starting bragging about how many photo shoot offers Callie had already received since we've been here. Meanwhile, while I was sitting down a few chairs away a woman from the office asked me if I had lost my parents. I simply told her no and pointed towards my mother. She laughed and said, "Oh. Are you related to them by blood?" That was another sucker punch in the heart. *Sorry about the cut off! **
? Chapter 4 ? Finally my dad checked us into our room, and we got our key- cards. I immediately began unpacking Callie's suitcases stuffed with clothes, while my parents unpacked their matching luggage. By the time I finally finished unpacking all of Callie's clothes there was barely enough room for mine. "You might want to use the other chest of drawers, Elizabeth. You know your clothes are bigger and won't fit in that small space." Is exactly what my father told me. I wanted to say something along the lines of "I'm only a large!" But I knew that'd start a whole how-big-you-are-and-how-big-you-should-be conversation. Quite frankly, I didn't want to go down that road. Finally night time came. "Hopefully tomorrow will be better," I thought to myself before I dozed off into a deep sleep. "Wake up Lizzy! Wake up!" Callie yelled out. "HAPPY 11TH BIRTHDAY! We love you!" My family shouted out in unison. "Time for your big morning birthday surprise!" My mom said as I got dressed. After I was dressed and ready to go my Father drove us over to the Big Bobby's Breakfast Café. We parked in the parking spot nearest the door. Once we walked inside my father yelled out "SURPRISE!" ...But all I saw was a buffet with all-you-can-eat pancakes, waffles, sausage and bacon. "I know how much you like to eat, piggy. So your mother and I decided to come here so you can eat all you want. It seems as if you'll never lose weigh, so why not?" Said John. It seemed as if the walls were closing in as the tears started to swell in my eyes, and a lump started forming in my throat. "Happy birthday, fatty. Fatty. Fatty. Fatty. " Chanted my entire family and everyone in the restaurant. "I'm not fat, I'm not fat." I finally tried to defend myself. But the echoing word "fatty" just got louder, and louder, and louder... "I'm not fat. I'm not fat." I kept repeating over and over again until I realized it all just a dream. When I opened my eyes I found my dad standing over me, laughing at me. Mocking me.
Nah tash, you're just so amazing that the vibrations of the air molecules caused by the trembles go into your ears and make a palpable sound. Her dad is so mean. Bump!
? Chapter 5 ? Finally! My birthday! Well.. Almost. It's only 11pm, but in one hour I will officially be 11. Now that I think about it.. What's so great about being 11? It's not like I can leave the house. Or go off to college. But it is one more year closer to getting the hell out of here. And that's a good enough reason to be excited. By 11:40 I was dead asleep. Hopefully I wouldn't have that horrible nightmare again. Thank god! I didn't! I woke up at about 9:30am, my hair was exceptionally wild this morning. My face, drained. My eyes, saggy. My mood, nervous; and it showed on my face. I didn't see Callie or my parents anywhere in site. So I just assumed they forgot and were at the beach. As I was going to get dressed I realized I smelled like pure shit. So I jumped in the shower trying to scrub off all the yuck. Too bad the real yuck I feel is on the inside, and I can't scrub that off.. Once I got out the shower I heard my parents walking in the room. The sound of wet bathing suits squeaking as they walked. Yup. They were at the beach. After I dried off and got dressed in a cute pink ballerina-style dress with a blueish skirt I stepped out the room. "OH MY GOD! THE NEW iPHONE 5!" I screamed so excited! "Yeah, I got it for you. I don't know what you wanted it for. It's not like you had any friends to call." My dad said with a laugh. Ouch... Yup. That one was a smack on the face...