Ribbons, Robots, Rain

By Emilie.

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'Self Portrait'

My name is Bailey James. I'm fifteen years old, and quite desperate for something to happen to me. I've been told that I'm loud and disruptive, but I'm simply being who I am. I wear a ribbon in my hair every day. I love singing and music and dancing and reading. All of these thing are better on the beach at midnight. I live near the sea. The boardwalk is my walk way and the sand is my front yard. The ocean is my neighbor.

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Like, dislike

Things I Like:

beach, robots, ribbons, singing, nighttime, coffee, cute boys, clouds, rain, sleeping (in late), books, lilies, yellow (sundresses), chocolate, wise, fun to talk to man at coffee shop.

Things I Don't Like:

waking up early, boardwalk coppers, bogans, mean girls, tomatoes, my oldies (parents), boredom.

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The aussie girl.

I've lived in a city called Bombo in New South Wales, Australia. I've lived here all my life. I love Australia, but sometimes I feel like it's a cage. I've never been outside of South Wales, and I'm probably not going to for a while.

I'm becoming slightly unsettled with the nothing that's 'happening' around here. I'm getting bored, and I hate being bored. So, as you should know, Its not going to stay that way for long.

I'm going to change it.

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Bailey/ Bedroom/ Saturday Morning

Strewn and asleep, lying in piles of heavy books and papers. Head on small red pillow, Johnny Depp blanket. White shirt. Blue shorts. Pink Ribbon.

I blinked my eyes a few times. I had fallen asleep reading again. I sighed and sat up. I glanced at the clock and saw I was late. Mum hadn't waken me. I gasped and scrambled around my room looking for clothes. I found a bright yellow dress and a pair of black chucks. I put them on and went through my ribbon box and found a long purple one with orange spots. I quickly blushed out my curly black hair and tied in my ribbon, replacing it with yesterday's pink ribbon. I put some make up on, but I didn't care for make up much, so not much. My skin was fair and fortunately, manageably unblemished. I put some mascara on and a thin purple eye shadow that matched the shade of my purple eyes. I grabbed my bag and fled out the door and down the stairs toward the kitchen. I grabbed a waffle from the freezer and shoved it into the microwave. After a minute of cooking, I took it out and put it into a napkin and fled out the door and down the boardwalk.

Honestly, mother.

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It was our last day and I was so excited. I walked back to my locker and dumped the contents into my bag. Finally summer had come and I was getting out of here.

"BAILEY!!" I heard my best friend's voice beckon. I turned towards the voice and saw them. Matt and Heather. Heather speaking. I grinned in her direction and waved. The two came over to me and smiled.

"Are you ready for summer, Bail?" Matt asked. He swished his head dramatically and his longish brown hair flipped. Heather and I laughed. He did that constantly, or at least ever since his hair grew out.

"More ready than I'll ever be." I said. I slammed my locker shut and turned to them. I smiled. Heather's long blonde hair made a glare it was so shiny. Matt's light brown locks didn't have exactly the same effect, but strangely close. My limp black corkscrews were a mess and the only thing special about my hair was the ribbon. I always wear ribbons. Since I was 6, and nobody except my mom has seen me without one.

"Lets get out of this dump!" Heather said. Matt and I nodded and we started down the street towards the boardwalk.

We continued down the boards and I glanced at my house. I realized that I should probably check in with my mom, as strict as she was, so she knew where I was. I told Matt and Heather about it and skipped inside. I looked around to see that everything was dark.

"Mum?!" I shouted. Nothing. I yelled her name again and again, nothing. I walked into the kitchen. Everything was exactly how I left it this morning. The microwave door was half open, the sink had three mugs and a plate in it. I glanced at the fridge, where something I had surpassed was. A white note that had a pink magnet on it. I didn't bother to look at it in my rush this morning. I pulled it off the magnetic surface and read it.

Dear Bailey.
I love you, and I hope you have a peaceful and fulfilling life. I'm sure you're wondering why I didn't wake you. I have gone to live in Asia with a man who I have become close with over the last few months. You don't know him. I wish the best for you and I hope to see you again someday, "
Love,
Mum.

I gasped.

"What?!"