Chapter 2: A trip down memory lane After the whole… incident things started to slow down. Of course I was still the laughing stock of the school group chat though. Halloween was rolling around and I still needed to find out what I wanted to be. Every year my best friend and I would wear matching outfits. This is my first Halloween without her. I still needed to be creative, for Maddy. When I got home from school I locked in. I leaned down to grab the old cardboard box from under my bed. It was my mom’s stuff. She was a fashion designer for some of the world's biggest modeling companies. Man, I would die to be like her. In the box she had a sewing machine, a notebook of some old ideas, and… a note? I hadn’t seen it before when I’d gone through it. I unfolded the piece of paper placed at the very bottom of the box that was hiding under some fabric scraps. It read, My dearest Elodie, Right now you are lying close to me, who knew hospital beds were so comfortable for little kids. I now know that my fate is soon to come and my last breath is close by. I wish I could watch you grow up, ride your first bike, attend graduation, and watch you walk down the aisle. Though it hurts my heart to think about it, God has got different plans for me. So I leave this box for you hoping that one day you will follow in my footsteps and find your passion. Love you bunches, Mom. A tear rolls down my cheek. I remember that day, dad had brought me to visit mom. It was the last time I saw her. I fell asleep next to her. That must have been when she wrote it. I pulled out the sewing machine and set it on my desk. I plugged it into the wall and turned it on. In the box lay some fabrics and a bag of sequins. On the fabrics a tag labeled Elodie’s Halloween costume. Along with one labeled Eodie’s wedding dress, Elodie’s prom dress, and even Elodie’s job interview. Finally avatar piles of fabrics with labels there laid at the bottom, a tiny church dress and tiny overalls only the size for a baby. On the label it read: My Grandbabies. My mom, knowing she would pass away, made my future kids clothing. By now I was sobbing lying on my floor bawling like a baby. But I still had work to do. So I wiped away the tears and slaved away on the most perfect Halloween costume. One that would make everyone forget about how much of a joke I was. By 1:45pm I had finished the costume. I was going as a black cat. The costume wasn’t too out of this world but it was simple and… somewhat stylish. I was a fitted leather jumpsuit with a tail sewn onto the back. I added some gold accents like bracelets and a belt, and lastly I used the leftover scraps to make the ears. I was tired out of my mind so I chose to get at least 5 hours of sleep. My head hit the pillow and it felt like heaven. Eleanor, my cat cuddled close to me and I drifted off quicker than I realized. By the time I opened my eyes it was Halloween morning. Unfortunately I had school that day. Even though in my personal opinion every holiday is a day off of school. But that’s not my job to choose. It’s the school council. They choose everything. Not that I’m complaining, but they called out school because it was EARTH DAY. Anyway I was praying that this day went by fast. It was Friday so most of them did. I was pretty sure everyone was wearing their costumes today so I was too. I slipped on my jumpsuit and clipped on my ears. I drew a little pink nose on and whiskers too. I quickly grabbed my backpack and ran downstairs. I was going to be late AGAIN!!! I nearly missed the bus but the Lord was merciful enough to let me catch it. As I walked down the bus aisle kids were whispering and laughing at me. My heart sank as I noticed, no one was wearing a costume. I wanted to sink into my chair. When the bus arrived at the school I almost wanted to refuse to get off. But I knew what I had to do. Take on the laughs and the stares. The second I stepped off the bus I felt the stares I heard the laughs. I had to act like I didn’t hear them or I would be their bullying target for the rest of the school year. I learned that the hard way. By between 2nd and 3rd period I had had enough. Dropped down in the hall and let it out. All the tears. Then someone knelt down and wiped the tears from my cheek. I looked up and recognized those emerald green eyes.
Who do you think it was?
