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For the most part, I hadn't really been doing much of anything lately. Basically, I didn't feel like doing anything but lay around the house and go to school. Not that school did much for me anymore anyway. At least being at the house wasn't such a pain as it used to be. I could actually come out of my room and not have to avoid everyone I ran into. Me and Mom had talked and it wasn't all like it used to be, but it wasn't terrible either. We could sit in the same room as each other and not sit in awkward silence or want to rush out of the room after thirty seconds.
I’d gotten home from school and the house was empty. Sometimes I liked the quiet, but there were other times, like now, that it drove me crazy. Mom was out doing something, Dad probably back at the office and so that left me alone with all the dogs. And Tigger. And Precious. Speaking of, that damn cat was scaring the fuck out of me. Ever since she realized Lexi was really gone, she’s been eerily nice. Rubbing against my legs and whining like she’s never had any attention paid to her ever. I just knew that the second I didn’t expect it, she’d become her old self and rip me to shreds.
Even still, I couldn’t help but take care of the damn cat anyway.
I ended out on the beach to get out of the empty house for a while. I never planned on going back to the island again, but that didn’t change that the beach still helped calm me and probably always would.
The air started to get cold and I wished I’d at least brought some kind of sweatshirt or something. It was weird. There was a gust of wind and clouds started to come in fast. Holy hell it was cold out here and the wind from the beach didn’t help at all. I looked down the beach and thought about heading back to the house, but realized that I’d walked a lot farther than I thought. Damn. It was going to be one freaking cold walk back. Then it started to do something I’d only seen once or twice my entire life and that was on the other side of the country. And I was miniature in size at the time.
It started to snow. Yes, it was December, but it started to fucking snow in Los Angeles when it had been warm and sunny not hours earlier.
Looking around for somewhere to go, I didn’t want to get caught out here in a snowstorm. It started fast and hard and I squinted through the flakes and saw someone walking towards me that I actually recognized.
“Lucy?” I called out and jogged over to where she was standing. “What are you doing out here?” I asked, but didn’t really wait for an answer. “This is crazy.” Shivering a little, I looked around and tried to figure out where we could go.
Oh hell. You had to be kidding me.
“Come on,” I said, nodding towards a way too familiar house about one hundred yards up the beach. It was the old house. I’d walked this far and hadn’t even realized it. And now it was fucking snowing.
[Open to Lucy and Sophia]
I’d gotten home from school and the house was empty. Sometimes I liked the quiet, but there were other times, like now, that it drove me crazy. Mom was out doing something, Dad probably back at the office and so that left me alone with all the dogs. And Tigger. And Precious. Speaking of, that damn cat was scaring the fuck out of me. Ever since she realized Lexi was really gone, she’s been eerily nice. Rubbing against my legs and whining like she’s never had any attention paid to her ever. I just knew that the second I didn’t expect it, she’d become her old self and rip me to shreds.
Even still, I couldn’t help but take care of the damn cat anyway.
I ended out on the beach to get out of the empty house for a while. I never planned on going back to the island again, but that didn’t change that the beach still helped calm me and probably always would.
The air started to get cold and I wished I’d at least brought some kind of sweatshirt or something. It was weird. There was a gust of wind and clouds started to come in fast. Holy hell it was cold out here and the wind from the beach didn’t help at all. I looked down the beach and thought about heading back to the house, but realized that I’d walked a lot farther than I thought. Damn. It was going to be one freaking cold walk back. Then it started to do something I’d only seen once or twice my entire life and that was on the other side of the country. And I was miniature in size at the time.
It started to snow. Yes, it was December, but it started to fucking snow in Los Angeles when it had been warm and sunny not hours earlier.
Looking around for somewhere to go, I didn’t want to get caught out here in a snowstorm. It started fast and hard and I squinted through the flakes and saw someone walking towards me that I actually recognized.
“Lucy?” I called out and jogged over to where she was standing. “What are you doing out here?” I asked, but didn’t really wait for an answer. “This is crazy.” Shivering a little, I looked around and tried to figure out where we could go.
Oh hell. You had to be kidding me.
“Come on,” I said, nodding towards a way too familiar house about one hundred yards up the beach. It was the old house. I’d walked this far and hadn’t even realized it. And now it was fucking snowing.
[Open to Lucy and Sophia]