Cindy Vortex was you're ordinary eleven- year- old girl. She loved to talk on the phone, shop and hang out with her friend, Libby Folfax. But today she was on her bed crying her eyes out and the weather had fit her mood perfectly. It was raining. Hard. The weather man on the radio was saying that this was the most rain that Retroville got in fifty years. Cindy turned off the radio and laid out on her bed.

"Why did I have to be so stupid?" she asked herself and cried more on her pillow.

You see, today was her birthday and... You know why don't I just let Cindy tell you about her day through flashback.

Cindy woke up happily as the alarm clock went off. Today was Sunday, her birthday, and she was happy because she knew what she was going to do today. She and her family do this every year. They were going to go Retroland and ride every ride there twice and pig out on lots of junk food.

She hurriedly took a shower, brushed her teeth and got dressed. She looked at her self in a mirror, she frowned a bit though. She had on her normal clothes but she really wanted to wear a necklace that she got last year on her birthday by her parents. It was a gold necklace that had a sapphire in the center. Cindy had lost it one day last week and couldn't find it since.

She shook off her sadness and ran downstairs. Every time on her birthday, her mother would make her favorite breakfast, chocolate pancakes. She was in such a rush that she didn't notice that their wasn't the smell of pancakes in the air. She sat down in her chair by the kitchen table waiting to hear her parents. She waited for about ten minutes then looked around. She found a note on the refrigerator door. It read:

Dear Cindy,

Your mother and I are gone for a week to Australia for a business trip. We'll be back in a week and there is food in the refrigerator.

See you soon, Your Parents.

She couldn't believe it. It's bad enough not having her parents here. But they didn't have the courtesy to have said happy birthday to her in their note.

'It was as though they forgot my birthday,' she thought and cried on the kitchen table.

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