5. Letter Findings
So after I came downstairs from my room, I noticed that Tory left.
But she wrote a note that was sitting on the kitchen counter
Had to go home and get clothes for my stay
Will be back later with food (;
So I guess Ill just sit here and wait.
I slowly made my way over to the couch and sat down
Leaning my back against the couch and looking up at the ceiling
Not realizing that I was tired till I started dreaming again
Like before, I was back at the same meadow.
Laying in the same tall grass and looking up at the same blue sky.
"Amber" my name was called out like before
I got up without a word.
"Amber" the sound of my name getting a little louder
Seeing a figure in the distance was the same guy from before.
"You have to know the truth" he said like before
I started running towards him, just to get a glimpse at his face
But was suddenly awoken by the slam of my front door.......
~~~End of Dream~~~
I sat up quickly and turned towards Tory giving her an evil look
"What??" She asked innocently
"What?!! You ruined it!! I was so close to seeing who the guy was, and you ruin it!!" I yelled
"What are you talking about??" She was completely confused
Without a word I turned on my heels, stomped up the stairs, into my room, slamming and locking the door.
Tears started to flow door my cheeks.
'Why are you crying?' I asked myself. Knowing that there is no explanation why.
Then the sound of a soft knock came from the other side of my door.
"What do you want??" I said my voice barely audible
"Amber.....what happened?? Are you crying??"
She sounded upset by the unusually soft tone of her voice
"Nothing happened and no im not crying" I lied
It grew silent in what seemed like an hour.
The soft click from her boots walking away interrupted the silence.
I sighed and sat up on my bed.
Feeling a headache coming on, and knowing my mom would have something, I got up and made my way over to my parents room.
Swisting the door handle, I was greeted by the sweet smell of vanilla.
Thats what my mom always smell like.
Going inside and approaching their connected bathroom door, something caught my eye.
It was white and sitting out from the nightstand drawer of my fathers side of the bed.
Being the curious george person I am, I went over and opened the drawer wide enough to get it out.
An envelope. Thats all it was. Or so I thought.
On the front it read:
To: Amber Marie Tomlinson
From: Mark & Johannah Tomlinson (FUN FACT- louis's biological father's name is Troy)
December 24, 2002
I dropped it on the floor and ran out of the room as fast as I can.
This cant be true. Its fake. None of what that envelope said on it was real.
Going back it my room, closing the door and sliding my back against it till my bum hit the floor.
'It cant be real' was all I repeated over and over again
~~none of what it said was real~~
(WELP!!! She found the lette! But will she open it?? Read on to find out what the letter said and much MUCH more GOODNIGHTY!!!)