Hey guys! I've had this idea for a while now so I decided to finally write it! I don't know how far I'll go but it will be longer than 1 chapter for sure! Reviews are appreciated and I love feedback, criticism, ideas, or anything that can make my writing better!!! Hope you enjoy!
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When I dream, the dreams are usually scary. However on this particular night I was having a strange dream. "Izzabel Princess Curtis. Daughter of deceased Mr. and Mrs. Curtis. Sister of Darell, Sodapop, and Ponyboy Curtis." Said the old judge sitting on the stand that was high above my head. The stand kept getting higher, and his gravely voice boomed through the room. Suddenly he slammed his gavel down causing the room to shake with sound.
Suddenly I was pulled out of my dream and back to reality. My face was cold as it peaked out from my blanket. I heard my bedroom door creak open just a crack. I didn't open my eyes at the hope I could roll over and go back to sleep. However, the light pink color I saw on the inside of my eyelids told me it was bright in my room.
"Should we wake her?" I heard a quiet voice whisper outside my door. "We probably should before Two-Bit eats all the cake" another voice said. I recognized the voice as Darry's. I heard my door squeak again and I figured Darry was coming to wake me. I debated pretending I was asleep so that he could wake me up. I quickly pushed the thought aside. I didn't want to be treated like a kid who needed someone to wake them up.
"I'm awake" I said more sleepily than I wanted it to sound. Darry must not of believed me because he kept walking towards my bed. My eyes were still closed and I hadn't moved from the position I woke up in. I felt the bed shift beneath me and I decided that Darry had sat down on the edge of my bed.
"Are you now?" Darry joked. I rolled over to face him eyes still closed. "Mhmmm" I said sleepily. "You better get up before Two-Bit eats all the cake" Darry said while he tucked my hair behind my ear. I opened my eyes to look at him. He was in a plain white t-shirt and jeans. He had a small smile as he looked down at me. As soon as I saw him I smiled back. "I'll be out in a minute" I said as I glanced at the door.
Ponyboy was leaning against the door frame with a grin on his face. "Good morning Izzy" Pony said "How'd you sleep?" "Okay" I paused and debated telling my brothers about my dream. They must of seen my hesitation because the looked at me expectedly. "I-I had a dream" I stammered. Darry was still sitting on the bed next to me, his face was filled with worry.
After our parents were killed in an auto-wreck 2 years ago I basically stopped living. I laid in bed all day, I remember feeling numb in my brain. I never cried, never thought. My body was there but my mind was elsewhere. At first my brothers were grieving too so they just let me be. However after a month my brothers started to move on but my condition didn't change. The only time I got out of bed was to use the restroom and eat. Eventually Darry required me to come out and sit in the living room everyday.
Even when the gang was there I just sat there. I never talked to anyone, even when someone directly addressed me. Darry would eventually let me go back to my room and I would sleep. When school started up again the August after the accident I went to school without argue. To my brothers surprise I made straight A's. Before my parents died I was always an average student. I mostly made B's and C's. But now school was my escape. I would think about anything besides my parents death. So instead I busied myself with school.
Over the school year I started to slip out of the darkness that was pulling me down. I slowly started talking and interacting with people. I also let my grades slip down to B's. By the next summer I was myself again. It felt great to be back to being me. I am still grieving the loss of my parents, and I probably always will be. However I don't let it drag me down anymore. When I mentioned the dream I knew I would worry my brothers. When I was in my dark days I would have terrible dreams that would wake me up.
I would be shaking and breathing heavily. Occasionally I would be screaming as I woke up. All three of my brothers would come rushing to my aid soothing me. All three of them always stayed there with me until I could fall back asleep. The look on Darry's face confirmed my suspicions of them being worried. Ponyboy came and sat down on the other side of me placing his hand on my shoulder.
"Do you want to talk about it?" Ponyboy asked me trying to hide the concern in his voice. I shook my head no, mostly because I didn't want to talk about it. I didnt even understand the dream myself. And I also wasn't a kid who had night mares and needed to talk it out. I got up off the bed causing Pony's hand to fall to his side. "I'll be out soon" I said again hoping that they would forget about the dream. Darry stood up and nodded as he walked out. Pony stuck around until Darry was out of sight. " I'm surprised you didn't wake up earlier" Ponyboy said curiously.
I gave him a funny look but didn't say anything. "The whole gangs here." I knew he was going to say that because it was a Saturday morning. Every Saturday the whole gang came over and we hung out all day. I was close with the gang even thought I was the youngest and the only girl. They all respected me but I was also like everyone's kid sister. They include me in just about everything, even fighting. I was small and a girl but I knew how to fight.