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CHAPTER 2
Day nightmare
Aileen woke up to the darkness of the night...
Night! She had dozed off, sleeping through the afternoon. With no supper! Without doing her afternoon chores!
Now she had it. She could almost hear Mrs. Inglet footsteps coming to get her.
She looked around, expecting Mrs. Inglet to burst in her room any second now... But wait a minute...she wasn't at Grendowy's. This wasn't her bedroom.
Where was her old and squeaky bed? Her things, her few clothes a mess in the bottom of her wardrobe? Where was everything?
Aileen's breath was coming out in short, nervous gasps. Just then, she realised she wasn't alone.
A shadow in the corner, standing with folded arms. It looked like a man, but his face was shadowed. Had Mrs. Inglet taken advantage of her sleep to kick her out without her noticing and sending her somewhere else with this...man? was it her guardian? She shook her head. Mrs. Inglet was bad, but not evil.
So, what was she doing here? She looked around, there had to be an exit. Yes! There was a door, slightly ajar. Aileen walked towards it, but it burst open before she could reach the handle. Aileen fell on the floor with a dry 'thump.'
She looked up, at the dimly illuminated face. Her heart gave a jump. A man dressed in uniform...The police!! Now she was in serious problems, though she couldn't remember of having done anything.
She looked around again. The strange man in the corner that had been there minutes ago was gone. The police looked down blankly, like he wasn't really looking at her, but at something next to Aileen.
He stretched out his hand to Aileen. He closed firm fingers around her shoulder and began shaking her.
"Look what I found" he said, and Aileen, too shocked by the surprise and the pain in her back, could only think he was referring to her.
"Officer, I was...I swear I didn't...I don't know" she tried to explain, but the policeman's grip on her shoulder tightened, hurting her. Aileen got scared. "Sir, I" she gulped.
"There's no but Miss, now get up!" the cop said, his voice sounding strangely like a woman's.
He was now shaking her by the shoulder like trying to break her arm apart from her body. "No, no!!" Aileen shouted and broke loose.
"What is it with you!! Get up, you'll be late for the garbage truck!" a familiar voice shouted in her ear. Aileen sprang up from bed as if someone had pinched her bottom.
"Miss Hornell! Oh thank you for waking me up, I was having the most horrible..."
"I don't care if you dreamt you were walking with talking trees, now get up and you better get that @ss of yours down to the field or you can start feeling sorry you met me!!" the woman shouted, her body swelling up like a balloon.
''Dear God, they think they're soo witty,' Aileen thought, but said: "Yes ma'am" martially. Miss Hornell strode out of the room, just as Aileen muttered, "Already feeling sorry," and after hopelessly attempting to tie her wild hair in a ponytail, she ran out of her room, to the apple trees, half tied hair bouncing as she skipped down the stairs.
CHAPTER 2
Day nightmare
Aileen woke up to the darkness of the night...
Night! She had dozed off, sleeping through the afternoon. With no supper! Without doing her afternoon chores!
Now she had it. She could almost hear Mrs. Inglet footsteps coming to get her.
She looked around, expecting Mrs. Inglet to burst in her room any second now... But wait a minute...she wasn't at Grendowy's. This wasn't her bedroom.
Where was her old and squeaky bed? Her things, her few clothes a mess in the bottom of her wardrobe? Where was everything?
Aileen's breath was coming out in short, nervous gasps. Just then, she realised she wasn't alone.
A shadow in the corner, standing with folded arms. It looked like a man, but his face was shadowed. Had Mrs. Inglet taken advantage of her sleep to kick her out without her noticing and sending her somewhere else with this...man? was it her guardian? She shook her head. Mrs. Inglet was bad, but not evil.
So, what was she doing here? She looked around, there had to be an exit. Yes! There was a door, slightly ajar. Aileen walked towards it, but it burst open before she could reach the handle. Aileen fell on the floor with a dry 'thump.'
She looked up, at the dimly illuminated face. Her heart gave a jump. A man dressed in uniform...The police!! Now she was in serious problems, though she couldn't remember of having done anything.
She looked around again. The strange man in the corner that had been there minutes ago was gone. The police looked down blankly, like he wasn't really looking at her, but at something next to Aileen.
He stretched out his hand to Aileen. He closed firm fingers around her shoulder and began shaking her.
"Look what I found" he said, and Aileen, too shocked by the surprise and the pain in her back, could only think he was referring to her.
"Officer, I was...I swear I didn't...I don't know" she tried to explain, but the policeman's grip on her shoulder tightened, hurting her. Aileen got scared. "Sir, I" she gulped.
"There's no but Miss, now get up!" the cop said, his voice sounding strangely like a woman's.
He was now shaking her by the shoulder like trying to break her arm apart from her body. "No, no!!" Aileen shouted and broke loose.
"What is it with you!! Get up, you'll be late for the garbage truck!" a familiar voice shouted in her ear. Aileen sprang up from bed as if someone had pinched her bottom.
"Miss Hornell! Oh thank you for waking me up, I was having the most horrible..."
"I don't care if you dreamt you were walking with talking trees, now get up and you better get that @ss of yours down to the field or you can start feeling sorry you met me!!" the woman shouted, her body swelling up like a balloon.
''Dear God, they think they're soo witty,' Aileen thought, but said: "Yes ma'am" martially. Miss Hornell strode out of the room, just as Aileen muttered, "Already feeling sorry," and after hopelessly attempting to tie her wild hair in a ponytail, she ran out of her room, to the apple trees, half tied hair bouncing as she skipped down the stairs.