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Forever And Three Months 
PART THREE
  I skimmed the clothes bags across my kitchen floor and waved goodbye to my father. The light street lightly lit up his slick black car. I shut the door, and slouched my back on the door with a groan.
            “Yes, Tim…Yes! I’ve already gone over this…” My mother was in the kitchen at the island with checkbooks and calculators sprawled out, with her cell-phone glued to her ear. I walked over, holding my stomach. She waved her hand and then pointed to a napkin on the edge of the sink.
My kitchen was enormous. It had a tall, silver fridge to the left of the island counter. The counter was about 16 feet wide with 4 bar stools on one side, and twelve cabinets on the other. In total, there were thirty-two cabinets in my kitchen and sixteen draws. There was an automatic coffee marker, lined with different flavored cups of coffee next to it and all designer mugs from all around the world. My toaster, stove, and microwave were all silver and shinned in the sunlight. In the middle of the counter sat a whole fruit bouquet that my mother’s boyfriend had given her. 
            I picked up the napkin that had a short note that read,
“There is chicken alfrado in the freezer…heat it up for 5 minutes
            “Great, frozen meals.” I muttered under my breath. I tossed the napkin and sauntered up into my room. I chucked my purse onto my couch, along with my sweater. I walked into my bathroom that consisted of a huge bathtub and a shower. There was a mirror that covered one complete side of my bathroom. I slammed my hands down on either side of the counter and hung my head down to my chin. I slowly picked my head up and gazed into the mirror with a deep breath.
            Mom…Mommy…Momma…Madera.
The words raced throughout my head like a horse galloping in a race. A sharp, brutal pain erupted in my stomach. Within a second, I grabbed my stomach and dropped to the floor. I leaned up against my sink cabinets and sat there in the summer night. With the crickets quietly chirping and one slit of moonlight shinning through my window.    
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Forever And Three Months PART THREE I skimmed the clothes bags

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iicaptain · 1 decade ago
soo good!


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xOxLoveoXo · 1 decade ago
thaanks!(:
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heisweforever · 1 decade ago
Your story is really good!
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