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A Sadness Change

Chapter 4 – P.S. 118

"P.S.118" I whispered.

Funny. It's smaller than I remembered. P.S. 118 used to be my school. It was a big, red bricked building. But now, it looks horrible. Some of the windows are broken, the front door is missing, there are written writings all over and the brick which it used to be red is now brown and dirty. And it looks even worse when it's raining.

"I can't believe it" I whispered again. I just stood there, in the hard rain, staring at my old school. All those memories are coming back now. I used to be so mean and I used to bully everyone. I decided maybe I should go in before I catch a cold.

As I took a step, one memory flashed in my mind. I used to spend a lot of time in the principal's office. As I took another step, another memory flashed in my mind. Then another and another. Each step I take, memories keeps flashing in my mind. I then began to walk, then started jogging and I stopped until I was right in front of the entrance. Since the door is missing. I could look inside. But it's too dark.

Then something strange happened to me. When I took one step inside, MORE memories started racing in my head. Memories, memories, I can't stop, I can't! Mr. Simmons, school plays, teachers, students and principal Wartz. So many memories, so many. I started holding my head with both of my hands, trying to stop my thoughts. But I can't. I then started hearing sounds, school bells, students slamming their lockers, teachers talking, kids chatting. I started holding my head harder, I gasped. Please stop! Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop!

"STOP IT, STOP!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. My scream echoed down the hall. Suddenly it stopped. It's gone. The hard rain stopped too, and then the lights in the school started flickering on and off. I sigh and closed my eyes for 5 seconds and open them again. My heart started to calm down.

What was THAT all about?

I looked at the school hallway. It was a mess. The lockers were messed up, papers were everywhere. The lights keep flickering on and off which really annoys me. I took another step, afraid that my thoughts would go crazy again. I started walking down the hallway. This place is so creepy now. I turned to the left and gasp. There was a mirror leaning on the messed up lockers. I laughed; I was startled by my reflection.

What is a mirror doing here anyway?

The mirror was the same height as me. It has some cracks on it. I looked at myself. Great, I'm all wet. I'm wearing a pink turtleneck sweater with a blue jean blazer over it. A black jean skirt which is a half an inch above my knees and I'm wearing a pair of black high heel boots.

I can't believe I'm observing myself. I'm acting like Olga.

Feeling ashamed, I started walking down the hall, my boots echoed in the silence. But I stopped when I stepped on something. I looked down, it was a picture. I picked it up and swiped away all the dust. I looked closely at the picture.

Principal Wartz!

I stared at the picture of my former principal. There was something written under it. I read it and a gasp escaped my lips. He past away two years ago. How sad. I shooked my head and placed it gently on the floor where it suppose to be. I started walking down the hall again. It feels so weird walking alone in an abandoned school. And so creepy too.

After a few minutes, I ended up in front of the cafeteria. I opened the door which made a loud noise and stepped in. The tables looked like it was being thrown around and so as the chairs. Rotten food was all over the floor, the rats were scattering around. I walked until I was in the center. I stood there and looked around. My hands were placed on my hips while I turned my head to look around. A cold breeze came from one of the broken windows. The wind blew my long blonde hair.

"Well the place looks nice." I joked. This place is disgusting. I know that I shouldn't make a joke like that. But I need to put some little happiness in me. I've already have enough sadness back in New York. But joking around isn't going to fix this. Nothing is.

I suddenly hear voices in my head. Not the loud, banging voices I had earlier. But the soft kind. I can hear it now. What's that? Do I hear Harold laughing? Do I hear Gerald telling urban legends? Do I hear Rhonda bragging about what she is wearing? Yes, I do. Oh, it's great to hear you guys again. I then started to hear more voices. Stinky, Sid, Phoebe, Nadine, Eugene, Curly, Lila and . . . Arnold. Suddenly, the voices started getting louder and louder and louder. Oh no, it's happening again. I feel so dizzy. Why is this happening to me? What's wrong with me? It's this school. This school is making crazy. I have to get out of here!

I ran. I ran out of the cafeteria and now I'm running down the hallway. Running. Why is it every time when I visit a place I always end up running? Because the places that I've been going to is filled with so much sadness and so much madness. I kept on running until I was out of the school, but I stopped and looked back at my old school for the last time. Funny, it used be so calm.

I started walking down the dark street and looking at the moon at the same time. How beautiful it is. So calm and graceful. Nothing like Hillwood. Not like it is now. I don't understand how all this happen after I moved away. How am I connected to all of this? I need to find out why this happened and that's what I'm going to do.

I looked at my watch.8:24. It's getting late. I really need a rest first. I looked around and spotted Ms.Vitello's flower shop. I remember this place. I opened the door and peeked inside. There was dirt everywhere and the flowers were all dead. I shook my head sadly and closed the door. I then checked the next store. Mr. Green's meat shop. I remember this too. I took a peek inside and closed it immediately.Criminy, it stinks in there! Probably rotten meat.

I turned around to walk across the street when I found a little girl standing in front of me. She had long wavy red hair and tiny freckles on her cheeks. She dressed poorly and was holding a teddy bear. I stared at her and she stared at me. I smiled.

"Hello, little girl" I said gently as possible so she could know that I'm not a bad person." What's your name?" The little girl smiled. I remember that smile somewhere.

"My name is Adriana." She said. She had the most adorable soft voice. "But my mommy calls me Addie for short." I walked gently towards her, but she stepped back, so I stopped. I didn't want to scare her.

"How old are you?" I asked.

"Seven" She simply answered while holding her teddy bear's bitten ear.

"Where's your mom?" I asked softly. Addie's familiar smile faded away. She stared at me with a blank face.

"Sleeping" She said. "She took a lot of sleeping pills, that's why she's sleeping so long" She added. Oh my god. Her mother is dead. And this little girl thinks she's sleeping. She's probably all alone with nobody on her side. How am I going to tell her?

But there is something that really bothers me. She looks so much like . . . Lila. Oh my god. This is Lila's daughter!

"What's your mother's name?" I asked. My voice was shaky. Addie smiled again.

"Mommy's got a pretty name." She said as she lovingly hugged her bear. "Her name is Lila." That's what I was afraid of. My eyes started getting watery. Why did she do it? How could she leave her daughter like this? I bend down on my knees. Shocked and confused. Addie walked towards me and gave me a pad on the back. I looked up at her. She smiled. That smile. So familiar. Her eyes are so familiar too. So green, so emerald. So . . .

"Arnold?" I gasped. I stared at her in disbelief. Addie's smile grew.

"How did you know my daddy's name?" She asked happily, as if I just did a magic trick. Arnold and Lila have a child together? Right now, I don't think I need a rest anymore.

"I . . . think it was a lucky guess." I said. Trying to smile, trying to be happy. But failed trying. I stood up and looked down at this beautiful little girl. She has Arnold's smile and Arnold's emerald green eyes. Good thing she doesn't have Arnold's foot ball shaped head.

"Do you know where your daddy is?" I asked. I was finally able to smile at her. She shook her head sadly.

"I've been trying to find him." She said with a whimpering voice. Tears fell on her cheeks. "I didn't see him in the longest." I loved the way she talked.

"I think I know where to find him, Addie." I said with a tiny playful voice, trying to cheer her up.

"You do?" She said with excitement.

"Yes" I said. "Do you want me to take you there?" She nodded happily. I took her hand in mine and I started to walk while Addie was skipping and singing. Next stop, Arnold's boarding house!

To be continue . . .

Author's note—okay guys, if found any mistakes, then just ignore it. Because even when I use spelling grammars and all that I still hear complaints. So just go with it. Anyway, the next chapter will come soon, so please REVIEW.