After eight hours on the job I finally could go back home! And that is exactly what I did, I grabed my stuff and high tailed it out of there. I got on my bike and headed home and when I got there no one was home. I thought this is great I don't have to hear anybody complain, or fight! I got a shower to get the dirt and grim off of me from work and I got ready. When I got dressed I put on a pair of jeans, flats, and a Michael t shirt and I was ready. It was now 6:55 P.M. I knew I wasn't going to be late because the carnival was only four miles from our house. I headed out towards my bike but before I did I forgot something, my Michael notebook. Whenever I go somewhere I bring it with me, (you now in case I get bored.) So I got on my bike and headed to the carnival! When I got there Kayla was waiting there by the gate. "Hey Kay!" "Hey your late!" "Just by two minutes!" "Well to me two minutes is a long time!" "Oh come on are we gonna argue, or are we going to have a good time?" Kayla started to pretend to think (God I hate it when she does that!) "I think i'll pick having a good time!" I just rolled my eyes at her. We finally got the tickets and got in. I was so amazed at the carnival! I mean it had a ferris wheel, and of course cotton candy, and a gypsy teller.
An hour later me and Kayla had are cotton candy in are hand and was just walking around taking everything in. After a little while later we finished it up then Kayla spotted something else to eat "Oh nachos! I have to get me some, you want any?" "No thanks I think if I eat anymore I will pop!" "Well suit yourself. Hey why don't you grab that bench?" "Okay." I walked over and snaged it. I looked over and saw this HUGE line for the nachos and Kayla was at the end of it. I giggled to myself because knowing Kayla she will stand there till she gets them. I figured since I had to wait I might as well write a little. I pulled out my notebook and started the creative process. The time had passed so quickly that I didn't even notice Kayla come over with her nachos. "Hello earth to Courtney!" I looked up at her "Oh hey, I didn't even see you!" "Clearly! So you writing again." "Yep." "Well what's new in your story?" "Oh so much to much to tell right now." I continued on writing my story, not really paying any attention to Kayla smacking her lips with the nachos. "So are you ready to do some rides?" "Yea just give me a minute to finish this sentence. Okay i'm ready." We started walking towards different tents of so many differnet things. Kayla nuged me in the arm "Hey whats with the long face?" I deeply sighed "Oh I don't know, see the thing is I love to write my Michael stories but everytime i'm done I always get....." I trailed off in my thought. Actually I was ashamed of what I was going to say next. "Oh come on 'court' i'm your best friend you can tell me anything!" "I guess i'm just sad that those stories will never happen, you know? I just wish for one day I could actually live it." "Well Courtney you know you can't do that." "I know that shurlock, you don't have to tell me!" "Oh come on stop being such a party pooper! Hey I have an idea." Kayla suddenly stoped and looked at a certain tent. "What?" "I dare you to do something." "Well tell me what it is!" "Okay, I dare you to go into that gyspy fortune tellers tent and get your fortune told." "Why?!" "Because its something you've never done before." "Well why don't you go in there yourself?" "Because those ladies scare me, now get in there!" Before I had a chance to protest Kayla practically pushed me in. Before I turned around I heard this "Well come in my dear!" I said in my mind "Oh no!"
I turned around and saw her. She couldn't have looked a day over twenty-five. She had on the normal gypsy attire on with a a chrystal ball sitting in front of her and with a pack of cards placed in her hand. She laughed out loud "Well don't be shy my dear please sit down!" I didn't want to argue with her so I did what I was told. "So my dear what is your name?" "Cortney, Courtney Brown." "What a lovely name, my name is madam Dooriya which means the sea. So would you like your fortune to be told?" "Well to be perfectly honest I don't really believe in all this I was dared to do it." "Oh I see, welll still would you like to hear it?" "Why not." "Alright, give me your hands." I gave them to her and she quickly placed them in hers and started to study them. Suddenly she spoke "Look into my eyes." I did what I was commanded, ready to hear her theory on me. "I see saddness in your eyes. I also see you like Michael Jackson." Now that one she didn't need help on, but i'll let her have it. "You write stories about him don't you? Love stories to be exact." Now that really blown my mind I never even said anything or mentioned them. "You have them with you now don't you?" I slightly nodded my head and managed to say "Yes." "May I see them please?" I grabed my bag and pulled out the notebook and gave it to her. This is the second person in my life I have ever showed them to. To be honest I wasn't even thinking that when I handed it to her because I was still shocked on how she knew about them. She opened them and started to study the pages reading certain spots and glancing through others. After ten minutes of this she closed it "Well my dear you definetly love him don't you?" "Yes I do." "And you wished these stories would become reality." I softly wispered "Yes." She got up from her chair and to a box. There she pulled out a small purple bottle. She came over to me and placed the bottle in my shakey hand. "My dear if you really want those stories to come true, all you have to do is drink this potion and they will come true." To be honest I just rolled my eyes thinking "Yea right like this little bottle will make my stories come to life!" I looked at her with uncertain eyes and she must have saw that because she said "I know your probably thinking this is just a joke but it isn't, it does make it come true." "Whatever you say. Well I guess I should be gettin back to my friend." "Alright my dear, now remember if you want those stories for real you take that as directed." "Yes I understand." But really I didn't understand any of it. My head was so full of questions that I don't even know how I got out of that tent.
Later that night I came home still a little shaken up with that encounter with madam Dooriya. When I walked into the house something didn't feel right like something had changed, (and not for the better.) My mom must have heard me come in because she stuck her head around the wall that connected the kichen to the living room. "Hey Courtney can you come in here for a second." "Yea mom." I walked in and sat down at the kitchen table. I could see in my mom's face that something wasn't right, also her eyes were puffy giving away that she has been crying. "Mom is something wrong?" She took a deep sigh "Yes Courtney there is, I don't know how to do this but I guess I should just tell you." "Mom what?" She placed her hand on mine and right then and there I knew this couldn't be good. "Honey your dad and I have come to the decision to get a divorce." I think when she told me that my heart hit the floor and stayed there. "Courtney your dad and I are not happy with each other so today you came to the conclusion that things will be best if we went are seprate ways. I know this is hard for you and you must have a lot of questions." I shook my head and managed to get out "No, I don't." "Okay, but if you do just come to me." "Where's dad and Heather does she know?" "Your dad's at work and I told Heather before she left to spend the night at her friends. I slowly nodded my head. This was to much for my brain to handle, I mean I know my parents argued but I never thought they would actually get a divorce! "Well Courtney I am going to get a shower, you sure your alright?" "Yes." "Okay." Before she left the room she kissed me on the forehead. I think I sat there for ten minutes trying to comprehend all of this. Right now I needed some comfort and there was only one thing that would give me all the comfort I need right now, FOOD! Whenever I was down about something food was always there to comfort me. I went into the fridge and saw some left over chicken so I warmed that up. While I was eating I saw out of the corner of my eye that purple potion madam Dooriya gave me. I wasn't going to keep it because I was afraid of what it might do to me, but right then I didn't care what would happen. So I said to myself "Oh just do it! Things can't get any worser then they are now!" I grabed the bottle and took it over to the sink where I carefully read the instrucions. It said:
Fill the rest of the bottle up with luke warm water and drink fully.
I did what it instructed, I filled up the rest of the bottle. As soon as I put the water in it the purple color got more brighter and it started to smoke. I looked at it and said "Well here goes!" I drank all of it down. It actually didn't taste that bad it tasted like grape soda. Anyway I didn't feel anything, I was expecting somthing like an earthquake or a bolt of lightning. But nothing. I said "See it wasn't real it was all fake!" I finished up my chicken and cleaned my mess up. I went into my bedroom and got my pajamas out. I looked in the mirror and everythng started to spin. I kept repeating "What is happening to me?!" Suddenly everything went dark and I hit the floor.
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P.S. Sorry for such a long update :)
An hour later me and Kayla had are cotton candy in are hand and was just walking around taking everything in. After a little while later we finished it up then Kayla spotted something else to eat "Oh nachos! I have to get me some, you want any?" "No thanks I think if I eat anymore I will pop!" "Well suit yourself. Hey why don't you grab that bench?" "Okay." I walked over and snaged it. I looked over and saw this HUGE line for the nachos and Kayla was at the end of it. I giggled to myself because knowing Kayla she will stand there till she gets them. I figured since I had to wait I might as well write a little. I pulled out my notebook and started the creative process. The time had passed so quickly that I didn't even notice Kayla come over with her nachos. "Hello earth to Courtney!" I looked up at her "Oh hey, I didn't even see you!" "Clearly! So you writing again." "Yep." "Well what's new in your story?" "Oh so much to much to tell right now." I continued on writing my story, not really paying any attention to Kayla smacking her lips with the nachos. "So are you ready to do some rides?" "Yea just give me a minute to finish this sentence. Okay i'm ready." We started walking towards different tents of so many differnet things. Kayla nuged me in the arm "Hey whats with the long face?" I deeply sighed "Oh I don't know, see the thing is I love to write my Michael stories but everytime i'm done I always get....." I trailed off in my thought. Actually I was ashamed of what I was going to say next. "Oh come on 'court' i'm your best friend you can tell me anything!" "I guess i'm just sad that those stories will never happen, you know? I just wish for one day I could actually live it." "Well Courtney you know you can't do that." "I know that shurlock, you don't have to tell me!" "Oh come on stop being such a party pooper! Hey I have an idea." Kayla suddenly stoped and looked at a certain tent. "What?" "I dare you to do something." "Well tell me what it is!" "Okay, I dare you to go into that gyspy fortune tellers tent and get your fortune told." "Why?!" "Because its something you've never done before." "Well why don't you go in there yourself?" "Because those ladies scare me, now get in there!" Before I had a chance to protest Kayla practically pushed me in. Before I turned around I heard this "Well come in my dear!" I said in my mind "Oh no!"
I turned around and saw her. She couldn't have looked a day over twenty-five. She had on the normal gypsy attire on with a a chrystal ball sitting in front of her and with a pack of cards placed in her hand. She laughed out loud "Well don't be shy my dear please sit down!" I didn't want to argue with her so I did what I was told. "So my dear what is your name?" "Cortney, Courtney Brown." "What a lovely name, my name is madam Dooriya which means the sea. So would you like your fortune to be told?" "Well to be perfectly honest I don't really believe in all this I was dared to do it." "Oh I see, welll still would you like to hear it?" "Why not." "Alright, give me your hands." I gave them to her and she quickly placed them in hers and started to study them. Suddenly she spoke "Look into my eyes." I did what I was commanded, ready to hear her theory on me. "I see saddness in your eyes. I also see you like Michael Jackson." Now that one she didn't need help on, but i'll let her have it. "You write stories about him don't you? Love stories to be exact." Now that really blown my mind I never even said anything or mentioned them. "You have them with you now don't you?" I slightly nodded my head and managed to say "Yes." "May I see them please?" I grabed my bag and pulled out the notebook and gave it to her. This is the second person in my life I have ever showed them to. To be honest I wasn't even thinking that when I handed it to her because I was still shocked on how she knew about them. She opened them and started to study the pages reading certain spots and glancing through others. After ten minutes of this she closed it "Well my dear you definetly love him don't you?" "Yes I do." "And you wished these stories would become reality." I softly wispered "Yes." She got up from her chair and to a box. There she pulled out a small purple bottle. She came over to me and placed the bottle in my shakey hand. "My dear if you really want those stories to come true, all you have to do is drink this potion and they will come true." To be honest I just rolled my eyes thinking "Yea right like this little bottle will make my stories come to life!" I looked at her with uncertain eyes and she must have saw that because she said "I know your probably thinking this is just a joke but it isn't, it does make it come true." "Whatever you say. Well I guess I should be gettin back to my friend." "Alright my dear, now remember if you want those stories for real you take that as directed." "Yes I understand." But really I didn't understand any of it. My head was so full of questions that I don't even know how I got out of that tent.
Later that night I came home still a little shaken up with that encounter with madam Dooriya. When I walked into the house something didn't feel right like something had changed, (and not for the better.) My mom must have heard me come in because she stuck her head around the wall that connected the kichen to the living room. "Hey Courtney can you come in here for a second." "Yea mom." I walked in and sat down at the kitchen table. I could see in my mom's face that something wasn't right, also her eyes were puffy giving away that she has been crying. "Mom is something wrong?" She took a deep sigh "Yes Courtney there is, I don't know how to do this but I guess I should just tell you." "Mom what?" She placed her hand on mine and right then and there I knew this couldn't be good. "Honey your dad and I have come to the decision to get a divorce." I think when she told me that my heart hit the floor and stayed there. "Courtney your dad and I are not happy with each other so today you came to the conclusion that things will be best if we went are seprate ways. I know this is hard for you and you must have a lot of questions." I shook my head and managed to get out "No, I don't." "Okay, but if you do just come to me." "Where's dad and Heather does she know?" "Your dad's at work and I told Heather before she left to spend the night at her friends. I slowly nodded my head. This was to much for my brain to handle, I mean I know my parents argued but I never thought they would actually get a divorce! "Well Courtney I am going to get a shower, you sure your alright?" "Yes." "Okay." Before she left the room she kissed me on the forehead. I think I sat there for ten minutes trying to comprehend all of this. Right now I needed some comfort and there was only one thing that would give me all the comfort I need right now, FOOD! Whenever I was down about something food was always there to comfort me. I went into the fridge and saw some left over chicken so I warmed that up. While I was eating I saw out of the corner of my eye that purple potion madam Dooriya gave me. I wasn't going to keep it because I was afraid of what it might do to me, but right then I didn't care what would happen. So I said to myself "Oh just do it! Things can't get any worser then they are now!" I grabed the bottle and took it over to the sink where I carefully read the instrucions. It said:
Fill the rest of the bottle up with luke warm water and drink fully.
I did what it instructed, I filled up the rest of the bottle. As soon as I put the water in it the purple color got more brighter and it started to smoke. I looked at it and said "Well here goes!" I drank all of it down. It actually didn't taste that bad it tasted like grape soda. Anyway I didn't feel anything, I was expecting somthing like an earthquake or a bolt of lightning. But nothing. I said "See it wasn't real it was all fake!" I finished up my chicken and cleaned my mess up. I went into my bedroom and got my pajamas out. I looked in the mirror and everythng started to spin. I kept repeating "What is happening to me?!" Suddenly everything went dark and I hit the floor.
Tell me what you think, and rate my story.
P.S. Sorry for such a long update :)