8/14/2006
You know, I never did have an exciting life, I guess that my life is suddenly changing. Or maybe it isn't my life but me, I'm changing.
After having that dream I started to wonder, what did it mean, if it meant anything. But really, I find it odd that I've just met some boy and I dream about him the very night of meeting him. Wouldn't you, I mean maybe it's just my imagination kicking in, but then again, why did the dream seem so real?
Look at me, I've just woken up and already, my head hurts. I pushed the thoughts to the back of my mind for now.
As I inched to the bathroom I started yawning, then I felt itching on my back. I stopped dead, freaked of what this might mean, or am I completely insane? I walked quicker to the bathroom once inside I went straight to the mirror, and I saw them, W-W-Wings? Am I still dreaming? I pinched myself to find out.
"Ouch." Nope not dreaming. I stared at myself. My night gown had holes in the back, as my wings protruded out of it. The wings weren't those gigantic ones you usually see in movies, but what you would see in a cartoon, they where angelic, petite, and so sweet. I was shocked and dazed that I didn't start screaming…right away.
"M-MOTHER!" I hollered, I raced out of my room straight to my mother's own.
She ran out, like there was a fire. "Honey, what are you yelling for? What's wrong, are you hurt?" She asked frantically.
"Mother, wings, there's wings on my back!" I shrieked.
She just stared with a smug face. "Honey, are you still dreaming? There are no wings. Now go get ready for school." She went back into her room.
"N-No wings?" I whispered. I trudged back to my bathroom and looked in the mirror. There where no wings. I turned my back to the mirror to see if the slits in my gown where there, they weren't. I think I just might be going insane.
"Rose, you just woke up you'll be alright." I spoke to myself.
I splashed my face with running water, then brushed my teeth and walked out of my bathroom. I felt the urge to walk over to the window so I did. The sky looked the same. I mean, exactly, the same.
"So, weird." I tried to not think about it, and went and picked out today's attire. I found a white sundress hanging behind at least ten sweaters. I must not have liked it, but now, now I think I do, so I put it on. It was appealing, and the way it swayed was so graceful. I picked some yellow sandals and a yellow clip for my bangs. I checked the bathroom mirror once more time before I walked downstairs feeling quite paranoid, thinking wings are gonna pop out my back during school today.
I picked the same thing for breakfast as I did yesterday. Once I finished I noticed I had ten minuets. So, I thought I'd go to the bathroom and find some make-up.
I checked under the sink and found a see-through bag with lip-sticks, powder, and mascara. I grabbed the mascara and rolled some on, for my first time I think I did a pretty good job. I took some blush and dabbed that on too, I could barely see it, but left it alone feeling that I was starting to use too much. Then buried all the way down in the bag, I found some clear lip gloss. I'd say I didn't look half bad, but that's just my opinion.
I grabbed my book bag quickly afraid that I'd be late for the bus, and found that I had made it just in time. Once on the bus I noticed that unfamiliar eyes where on me, I don't understand it, it was just make-up.
I hopped of the bus and went inside school, heading toward my locker. It didn't take long until I was in front of my tiny little sideboard, and noticed that Presley and Eden where talking. It wasn't a flirty one either; Eden had a look of hate in his eyes, while Presley was trying to persuade him.