It begins to rain harder, so I put my backpack on and start jogging towards the woods. It seems like it's hardly raining at all when I get under the tall trees. Their branches shield most of the rain from reaching me. As I reach the end of the woods I stop to make sure no one is watching me, and proceed. I keep jogging as I go through the park. I'd like to make it home before I'm completly soaked. I start slowly down as I get to the sidewalk, it's raining harder, I might as well give up. Mr. Henderson waves to me as I pass his house. He's sitting on his porch in his old rocking chair, same as every day. Although, today he's holding an umbrella. I giggle a bit and wave back. He was best friend's with my grandfather for a long time, a good friend of the family. Haven't really talked much since last summer though, when my granddad passed away.
I walk in my house and take my shoes off. Mamma meets me at the door. "I told you to wear your jacket today." She shakes her finger at me and smiles.
"The rain's not that bad Mamma." I smile back and head for the kitchen. I get a twinkie out of the cabinet and sit on a stool, preparing for our usual conversation. How was your day? She'll ask me. Anything exciting happen? Same thing everyday.
"So did anything exciting happen today Hailey?" She walks over to the stove, apparently fixing dinner.
I can't help but laugh a little. "Did you know you ask me that every single day and I always say the same thing?"
"Well..." She says. "Something interesting has to happen sometime." She starts stirring a small pot that has started to boil.
Not to me. I finish my twinkie and head up the stairs. "Tell me when dinner's ready." I call back. I lay on my bed, a big soft white bedspread with pink, blue, and yellow flowers. I decide to read a little in my new Stephen King book. Lately I just haven't been able to put it down. After I read a while I began getting sleepy and decide to take a nap. I moved out here in Tulsa with my mom about 3 months ago, when my parents got a divorce. It's where my grandparents use to live. I feel like everyday for the past couple months has been the same, not bad, just boring. I had no idea then that the next day would change my life.
