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Behind The Blinds Chapter 3 : Creative Writing

written by Poet : Jeff Pelsang


Behind The Blinds......Chapter 3

Just another Day

Urrr Urrr Urrrr Urrrr OOOOO, a Rooster sounded and woke Carry from her deep sleep. She rubbed her eyes trying to get them in focus so she could see what time it was. Just like clock work Henry the rooster was telling everyone it was 5:30 am and it was time to get up.

The covers were so warm and Carry just wanted to go back to sleep but since today was friday she felt an extra boost to get out of bed. She pulled the covers slowly down and made her way onto the cold wooden floor. She slipped on some pink fuzzy slippers,pink being her favorite color of course, then proceeded to the bathroom to brush her teeth and to start getting ready for school.

Jean was already up cooking breakfast. Carry could smell the pancakes in the air and loved when mom cooked in the morning. Everytime Mom got up early to cook it usually meant she was in a great mood so Carry ran downstairs to see why mom was so full of energy and Joy after a night like last night.

"Morning Mom", Carry slid across the floor in her socks up to her mom and gave her a big hug. "Good morning baby", Jean said as she was looking like she was on top of the world. Carry looked at her mom and noticed she was wearing makeup and a bright shade of pink lipstick, this could only mean one thing. So mom are you going to see that guy with the sports car today? Jean looked at Carry and said, "I dont know what your talking about". Carry smiled, "I thought so mom", then she grabbed the Syrup and butter off the counter and brought it to the table. Jean soon followed with a giant plate of steaming pancakes and a plate of sage sausage which filled the air.

"Andrew It's time for breakfast", Jean called out and then looked at Carry and asked what time did you make it to bed last night. Carry thought for a second and then replied about midnight, actually we fell asleep watching tv. Again Jean called out for Andrew to come down for breakfast but still no answer or even a sound. Usually at this time Andrew would have the cartoons blasting with his butt set down about 12 inches for the Tv.

Ill go get him mom Carry said as she hopped up from her chair. She proceeded up stairs and headed to the bathroom where she heard the water running. As soon as she entered the bathroom she noticed Andrew just stairing at the mirror.

What are you doing it's time for breakfast? Andrew pointed to the mirror without even looking towards Carry. Carry turned her head to look at the mirror and when she did she saw a reflection of a shadow behind the bathtub curtain that looked like someone was there.

Fear set in again as Carry felt the hair raise up on her neck and she slowly turned towards the tub. She grabbed the edge of the shower curtain and opened it up quickly. "Andrew screamed",  Ahhhhhhhhhh! Silly its just moms dress hanging up to get the wrinkles out. Carry was relieved and so was Andrew, even so Carry still felt something wrong she just didnt know what.

Carry grabbed Andrew's hand and rushed him downstairs for breakfast. They raced for the table as they saw the steaming hot breakfast and Andrew was first to get in his seat and dig in. Mom had put on some Oldie song on the radio and was humming along with it. Andrew thought mom was acting wierd so he looked at Carry and twirled his finger by his head gesturing mom was crazy. Carry laughed and said eat up before were late for school. They both dug in spreading lots of butter over their pancakes and smother both the pancakes and sausage with syrup.

Jean came back in and looked at her hungry little children."Breathe once and awhile kids while you eat. Its so good Andrew said as he rubbed his tummy with his hand while his fork was digging in for more with the other hand. Well im glad you like my cooking but you two are gonna have to run otherwise youll be late.

Carry and Andrew took one more bite and Andrew grabbed three sticky syrup covered sausages and put it into his pocket. They both got up from the table, rushed over and kissed their mom goodbye and headed for the door. Have a great day mom and good luck with Mr Sports car Carry said with a big grin.

Jean heard the door slam closed as Andrew followed Carry out and then it was nice and quiet. Jean grabbed her a cup of coffee and sat for a moment thinking about what had happened last night. Am I losing my mind? She thought to herself. Then Jean started thinking about Clay Finster and how handsome he was and how easy it was to talk to him. The only thing she didnt like about him was his very dark eyes which looked black in the dimlit area that he sat in yesterday.

The old coo coo clock chimed and Jean had to go. She jumped out of her seat over to the coffee pot, topped off her cup and headed out the door. This was gonna be a Great Day she thought as she caught the most beautiful sunrise she had ever seen comming over the top of the trees at the edge of the forest.

 

Originally Posted On Site: 2007-03-22 14:25:12
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