As I wake up, I am greeted by the same room I have been in since we moved here from California. My pink and brown walls welcome me as I roll over. I glance over at the clock. 8:34 a.m. Rolling onto my back, the ceiling stares at me. I close my eyes momentarily. It was strange waking up this early, mom usually wakes me up at nine for breakfast. One of my papers on the wall flutters up and back down. The wind from my ceiling fan makes it move, but the pins keep it in place. My green eyes scan the two walls that my bed is on. You can barely see the pink or brown wallpaper because of how many pictures and drawings are on them. I do not freehand very often for tracing is more of my style. Towards the end of my bed, my eyes fall on the pictures from …show more content…
My bed was tall and I was short, so my feet went about half the way to the floor. Whenever I wanted to get on or off the bed, I had to jump. I land on the floor and look around. My cat usually sleeps with me and she was nowhere to be found. Getting down onto my knees to look under the bed, nothing was there. Only dust and a few pieces of clothing meet my glance. Standing back up, my thoughts go to when I lost Maggie before. She had somehow got out of the house and did not come back for three days. When she finally came back, her beautiful calico fur was black and her green eyes seemed dull. I shake my head, trying to get the thoughts out of my head. Hopefully she did not get out …show more content…
On the charger, on top of my worn nightstand. I unwrap the cord from around my phone. I have to wrap it around now for it to charge. I keep telling mom that I need a new one, but we have not gotten around to getting it. I notice that my purple case is slowly losing its color. Every day it seems to be getting duller. I might get another one when we go get a new charger. The phone turns on as I hit the button. It takes a few moments, so I hop onto the bed to wait. My familiar picture shows up as it asks me for my password. The picture is of Kyo. I smile at it. Kyo was from my favorite anime, Fruits Basket. I type in ‘Aiden’ for my password and it brings me to the home screen. I pull my legs up onto the bed as I click the contacts app. Confusion seeped into me again as nothing shows up. There were no contacts. Where there used to be my friends and family’s numbers, there was just a blank screen. In the corner where there used to be, Add Contact, there was nothing. Staring down at my phone, my stomach started to knot up again. This was just weird. I knew my mom’s number by heart, so I go to the dial pad. As it pulled up, a sinking feeling set it. There were no numbers for me to click. I blink at my phone, trying to make sense of the