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Chapter 4

Even More Junk

-Before Dinner-

Rose raced upstairs after being told that she would have to clean up the attic. She had already been planning to clean up and throw some stuff out so that she could have more space to play truth-or-dare with her friends. Whenever she went to her friends' houses they always played truth-or-dare, but whenever her friends came to her house, they just didn't get the same degree of fun because there was enough room and privacy in her bedroom. As she went over to the cubbyhole, that she had created for herself years before, she remembered the day that she had come up to the attic crying in frustration because of her sisters antics.

-Flashback-

When Rose was about 9, her sisters were tormenting her and wouldn't stay out of her room because her mom thought that she was still too young to have the privilege of a lock on her door. So, Rose had run upstairs to the attic where she promptly saw that the door had a lock and locked it against her sisters. She had looked around and moved boxes to form a short of room in the far corner of the attic. She then brought an end table, a mattress, some blankets, a recliner, some pillows, a fan, a space heater, a lamp, and some picture albums over and set them up in her new "room". Then, everyday she would come to the attic to hang out instead of her room where her sisters could get in. Eventually she found the key to the attic and, after moving some of private items to the attic, locked the door and hung the key on a chain around her neck. Her best friend Ellen had been amazed with the room and they had shared many secrets and laughs in the safeness of the attic.

-End Flashback-

Rose started to clean up and, as she did she realized that she was going to be making many trips to the thrash pile outside. After cleaning for about an hour, Gordo called her to dinner. As she reluctantly grabbed the couple of bags she hadn't yet taken outside, she thought about asking her mom to let her have the attic as her room when she was finished. "I'll put in the box," she said decidedly to herself as she set off down the stairs once more.

Flashback- The local hospital 16 years ago

"That means TWO, right?" Miranda asked in disbelief.

"Yes, generally it does sweetheart," The nurse replied calmly but nicely.

"But, but, I'm not ready for this! I'm only 16 years old. I WANT MY MOMMY!!!!!!!!" Miranda half whispered, half yelled.