Stitch by Stitch

Skylar and Amber had been best friends since as long as anyone could remember. They promised each other it would always be like that, but when middle school came, they both changed. They grew apart, when all they needed was to be together. Will things ever go back to the way they were?


1. Beginning

Silence. That's all there was between us now. Me and my best friend since kindergarten, Amber, hadn't spoken to each other in nearly 2 months. 

People keep asking me about it, but I refuse to talk about it. 

Its strange thinking that it may be over, but in order for you to understand it, I'll start from the very beginning. 




"I'm going to miss everyone so much this summer!" Amber said to me as we walked to my house after the last day of the 5th grade. 

I smiled. "I know, but at least I won't be missing you!" we both laughed and started running home. 

We had been living next door to each other for as long as either of us could remember. 

Every year we had an end-of-the-year slumber party with just me and her. We changed which house we went to each year. This time, we would be at my house. 

I raced up the steps to my house and realized Amber wasn't behind me anymore. I looked around perplexed. Finally, I spotted her opening her house door. 

"Amber! What are you doing? We're at my house this year, remember?" I shouted to her. 

"I know, but I forgot something. I'll be right over," she called back. 

I started to say she could just borrow from me like she normally would, but she had already closed the door behind her. 

I entered my house and noticed how unusually quiet it was. 

"Mom? Dad?" I called out. There was no reply. I looked out the window and realized that our car wasn't in the driveway. 

"Home alone?" I asked myself. "But Mom and Dad never leave me home alone." I figured it must've been something important that kept them from being back when I got home. 

I dropped my backpack off by the door and went to get ready for the slumber party. 

I ran to my room to get some blankets. I grabbed a huge pile and started carrying them outside to our cabana, which was behind the house. When we had built it, we we had planned to only use it for guests who wanted privacy, but we used it way more often than that.  Amber and I always used the cabana for sleepovers. 

I opened the heavy wooden door and walked into the open room. 

The room had obviously been cleaned spotless in the last 6 hours, that I had been gone at school. Brenda, our housekeeper, must've come by early in the week just for us. 

I walked to e center of the room and set the blankets down. I arranged them to make a bed for us. I went over to the closet and grabbed extra pillows. I threw them on the blankets and went to find the nail polish. 

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