I then officially awoke at 9. I'm usually up at 6 but Iwas very sleepy today.
I walked through the hallway, down the stairs to my kitchen. Its a big kitchen,
too big for one person but I loved it. I could make so many things at once. But this morning I kept it simple. Just coffee and some eggs. Well my special eggs I made for every special occasion. This day was to be special. I could feel it in all my bones.
There was a knock at the door. Now since my mom was such a worry wort about strangers, we never opened the door to people. Well since I'm alone I had to, I lived under my rules these days. My house was a 17 year olds dream! Which was how old I was, and it was HUGE. I had everything I could ever want... Except my family to share it with...
I walked down another long hallway past some rooms, like the downstairs living room, dinning room, sitting room, and my library, then I got to the door. I peaked through the little peep hole to see who it was. Well it was a dark haired girl selling cookies and her brother was with her. I could hear her brother say "see no one lives her Lilly. So I opened the door. "Hello."
I could tell they were both surprised to see someone there in the doorway but it was true. I can really hide myself well in this house away from everyone else.
"Would you like to buy so cookies?" as the dark haired girl, Lilly.
"Yes! Why don't you come in while I go get my wallet." I said.
They walked in and followed me right into the other room. Which was my library, it was very big with many shelves from the floor to ceiling, all covered in books. I actually have to get small shelves to put in the center of the room to make all the books fit on a shelf.
"This is some library you have." the brother said.
"Ya!! Have you read all these books?" the little girl chimed in.
"Well actually I have read all of them. This wall over here is books of places, like Ireland and England. My mom always spent time there or reading about it so I did too. Then this wall is of my newest books I love of mysteries and Ive read them over 10 times each. Then this wall is just books that didn't fall into the other two shelves." I smiled. I loved how much I read. Even if other people think I'm weird, I like to expand my vocabulary.
"What about this wall?" the little girl asked. She was pointing to the wall on
the doorway. It wasn't my favorite to read but I have anyways.
"That is actually my most dislikes of reading" they both looked at my funny. "
there books I bought cause I had to read them for school!"
The little girl giggled. "That's how I am, I have all my books from school in a
shelf in my closet so i don't have to see them."
"Well what about that shelf over there?" the brother asked. He was pointing over
to my computer room. My second favorite room in the house.
"Well here come on ill show you." I said. We walked over, I was leading the way. As we entered they both said "wow". I guess they were saying that to my computer set up and not the books. I had two major printers and a closet full of blank printer paper. And 5 computers set up around the room. "Well ill tell you what I use these computers for. This one that's blue, its my main laptop I usually get in the morning and its with me all day, cause I love to work. Then this desktop is my work computer and I sit here and work for school. I take cyber school. Then this one is my book writer. I have 7 books I'm working on now. But three are here and two are on the next computer. So if the computer crashes then ill still have the other books. Then this last one is my editor computer. The most amazing electronic in our time." I laughed.
"Hows that?" they both asked at the same time.
"Well its like, the computer is on computer steroids. It has the biggest memory system ever. I made it so its like that. You see the black box under the desk. Well thats where all its memorie i made to it goes. This computer is my life. It has all my books i right on it. All edited and also on a back up saver. So if it crashes. They are all saved." I said.
"Wow...so how many books have you written so far?" the brother asked.
"Well that something i don't know actually. This book shelf if full of books I wrote" I said.
They both were to speechless to talk. But then her brother spoke "Wait so how long have you been writing?"
In a way i thought he was just doing this to get my age. Or he was just truly asking about it. "Well I got my official first laptop when i was 14 and I kept writing books then. Most were never finished since I could never come up with a good ending till now. But i always wrote books in journals an notebook. So that was since i was about 10, and I'm 17." I saw him smile. That was the answer he was looking for. "So seven years. And more to come!" I laughed.
He was about to speak when his sister cut him off. "Wow! I wish i could read some of your books!" she said standing looking at the wall of books.
"Well actually if you'd like, I'm always here, come on over and you can read them
here if you'd like" I said.
I could see the happiness in her eyes. "Really!! You mean it?" she was practically jumping up and down.
"Yea! I'm always looking for company since I'm here alone" I said.
"Thank you!" she gave me a hug.
"Your here alone? Why?" her brother asked.
"Well I don't really like talking about it but my mom died a little while back and I got to keep staying here alone." I could feel the topic of my mom make me wanna cry. So I had to quickly change the subject. "But anyways, I was making breakfast. OH NO MY EGGS!" I ran outta that room down into the kitchen to get to the eggs I was making. Luckily, I had just turned in the stove with the pan on it and only the butter burnt.
They both walked into the room as I set the hot pan in the water.
"As I was saying, anyone want one of my special eggs?" I laughed.
"I do!" the little girl said.
"Oh i don't know. Id have to tell my mom and i don't have my cell phone on me" he said.
"Oh here" I reached onto the counter and picked up the house phone. "You can use this if you'd like."
"Oh well, okay ill call her" he walked outta the room and came back a few minutes later. "Okay, what kind of eggs are we talk about" he said as he sat down at the counter.
"YAAAY!!!" the little girl said.
"Well i can make dippy, scrambled, and then my special, egg in a nest. Which is bread with a hole cut in it with and egg in that hole. Not to special but is good." I said.
"I want scrambled." the girl said.
"Ill have your special" he said.
"Okay, how many eggs with the scrambled?" I asked.
"Ummm...." she looked to her brother. He held up two fingers. I smiled. "Two!"
"Two it is!" i said. "Well you know about me, now your turn to talk. Oh but one more thing, Im Sophie."
"I'm Lilly!! Im 10 and I love horses! I have a lot of books but not as much as you." She said.
"Oh well i never had a collection like this till this year." I said.
Her brother kept looking at me. Staring. Then he came out with it. "I used to know a girl named Sophie in elementary school. Used to be my best friend till 7th grade when she got picked on to much and had to leave...I never saw her again. Now this couldn't be you could it? Since your cyber schooled." he said.
"Well actually I guess that was me. I only had one friend and I couldn't take the hate anymore so i got home schooled. The reason i wrote those books was to get outta my real world to make a world I actually fit in with and was happy. Your name wouldn't be Nate would it?" I said.
"Yes it is. I cant believe after all these years i actually know you again." he smiled.
Well i already knew all about him so I didn't wanna ask, i just serves the food and we all talked and laughed but then they had to leave.
I was all alone again.
I walked through the hallway, down the stairs to my kitchen. Its a big kitchen,
too big for one person but I loved it. I could make so many things at once. But this morning I kept it simple. Just coffee and some eggs. Well my special eggs I made for every special occasion. This day was to be special. I could feel it in all my bones.
There was a knock at the door. Now since my mom was such a worry wort about strangers, we never opened the door to people. Well since I'm alone I had to, I lived under my rules these days. My house was a 17 year olds dream! Which was how old I was, and it was HUGE. I had everything I could ever want... Except my family to share it with...
I walked down another long hallway past some rooms, like the downstairs living room, dinning room, sitting room, and my library, then I got to the door. I peaked through the little peep hole to see who it was. Well it was a dark haired girl selling cookies and her brother was with her. I could hear her brother say "see no one lives her Lilly. So I opened the door. "Hello."
I could tell they were both surprised to see someone there in the doorway but it was true. I can really hide myself well in this house away from everyone else.
"Would you like to buy so cookies?" as the dark haired girl, Lilly.
"Yes! Why don't you come in while I go get my wallet." I said.
They walked in and followed me right into the other room. Which was my library, it was very big with many shelves from the floor to ceiling, all covered in books. I actually have to get small shelves to put in the center of the room to make all the books fit on a shelf.
"This is some library you have." the brother said.
"Ya!! Have you read all these books?" the little girl chimed in.
"Well actually I have read all of them. This wall over here is books of places, like Ireland and England. My mom always spent time there or reading about it so I did too. Then this wall is of my newest books I love of mysteries and Ive read them over 10 times each. Then this wall is just books that didn't fall into the other two shelves." I smiled. I loved how much I read. Even if other people think I'm weird, I like to expand my vocabulary.
"What about this wall?" the little girl asked. She was pointing to the wall on
the doorway. It wasn't my favorite to read but I have anyways.
"That is actually my most dislikes of reading" they both looked at my funny. "
there books I bought cause I had to read them for school!"
The little girl giggled. "That's how I am, I have all my books from school in a
shelf in my closet so i don't have to see them."
"Well what about that shelf over there?" the brother asked. He was pointing over
to my computer room. My second favorite room in the house.
"Well here come on ill show you." I said. We walked over, I was leading the way. As we entered they both said "wow". I guess they were saying that to my computer set up and not the books. I had two major printers and a closet full of blank printer paper. And 5 computers set up around the room. "Well ill tell you what I use these computers for. This one that's blue, its my main laptop I usually get in the morning and its with me all day, cause I love to work. Then this desktop is my work computer and I sit here and work for school. I take cyber school. Then this one is my book writer. I have 7 books I'm working on now. But three are here and two are on the next computer. So if the computer crashes then ill still have the other books. Then this last one is my editor computer. The most amazing electronic in our time." I laughed.
"Hows that?" they both asked at the same time.
"Well its like, the computer is on computer steroids. It has the biggest memory system ever. I made it so its like that. You see the black box under the desk. Well thats where all its memorie i made to it goes. This computer is my life. It has all my books i right on it. All edited and also on a back up saver. So if it crashes. They are all saved." I said.
"Wow...so how many books have you written so far?" the brother asked.
"Well that something i don't know actually. This book shelf if full of books I wrote" I said.
They both were to speechless to talk. But then her brother spoke "Wait so how long have you been writing?"
In a way i thought he was just doing this to get my age. Or he was just truly asking about it. "Well I got my official first laptop when i was 14 and I kept writing books then. Most were never finished since I could never come up with a good ending till now. But i always wrote books in journals an notebook. So that was since i was about 10, and I'm 17." I saw him smile. That was the answer he was looking for. "So seven years. And more to come!" I laughed.
He was about to speak when his sister cut him off. "Wow! I wish i could read some of your books!" she said standing looking at the wall of books.
"Well actually if you'd like, I'm always here, come on over and you can read them
here if you'd like" I said.
I could see the happiness in her eyes. "Really!! You mean it?" she was practically jumping up and down.
"Yea! I'm always looking for company since I'm here alone" I said.
"Thank you!" she gave me a hug.
"Your here alone? Why?" her brother asked.
"Well I don't really like talking about it but my mom died a little while back and I got to keep staying here alone." I could feel the topic of my mom make me wanna cry. So I had to quickly change the subject. "But anyways, I was making breakfast. OH NO MY EGGS!" I ran outta that room down into the kitchen to get to the eggs I was making. Luckily, I had just turned in the stove with the pan on it and only the butter burnt.
They both walked into the room as I set the hot pan in the water.
"As I was saying, anyone want one of my special eggs?" I laughed.
"I do!" the little girl said.
"Oh i don't know. Id have to tell my mom and i don't have my cell phone on me" he said.
"Oh here" I reached onto the counter and picked up the house phone. "You can use this if you'd like."
"Oh well, okay ill call her" he walked outta the room and came back a few minutes later. "Okay, what kind of eggs are we talk about" he said as he sat down at the counter.
"YAAAY!!!" the little girl said.
"Well i can make dippy, scrambled, and then my special, egg in a nest. Which is bread with a hole cut in it with and egg in that hole. Not to special but is good." I said.
"I want scrambled." the girl said.
"Ill have your special" he said.
"Okay, how many eggs with the scrambled?" I asked.
"Ummm...." she looked to her brother. He held up two fingers. I smiled. "Two!"
"Two it is!" i said. "Well you know about me, now your turn to talk. Oh but one more thing, Im Sophie."
"I'm Lilly!! Im 10 and I love horses! I have a lot of books but not as much as you." She said.
"Oh well i never had a collection like this till this year." I said.
Her brother kept looking at me. Staring. Then he came out with it. "I used to know a girl named Sophie in elementary school. Used to be my best friend till 7th grade when she got picked on to much and had to leave...I never saw her again. Now this couldn't be you could it? Since your cyber schooled." he said.
"Well actually I guess that was me. I only had one friend and I couldn't take the hate anymore so i got home schooled. The reason i wrote those books was to get outta my real world to make a world I actually fit in with and was happy. Your name wouldn't be Nate would it?" I said.
"Yes it is. I cant believe after all these years i actually know you again." he smiled.
Well i already knew all about him so I didn't wanna ask, i just serves the food and we all talked and laughed but then they had to leave.
I was all alone again.
