Monday morning, 11:02 am.
I get a ping from my phone, it was from Maddie's Instagram. It was a picture of her and other people at her pool. How strange, she said she couldn't bring any friends. I texted her about this and sat on my chair, waiting for a reply.
3, 4 minutes pass and then it closed the tab. Did she block me? I opened my messages and her number was there, and I tried to click on it. The phone told me that she blocked me. I threw my phone at the pillow and frowned.
Maybe I can ask her what happened on Tuesday, we both have the same band class.
My little sister, Alex runs into the room," Mia, Mia! Look what I drew!"
My 6-year-old sister showed me a drawing she made, a cat and supposedly a dog. "Wow- er nice drawing!" Alex quickly hugs me, then runs out of the room to go, show mom.
I check my desk, and I see a white envelope, with a red ribbon tied around it.
YOU ARE READING
Field of flowers
Paranormal"They say the souls of dead people, are living in the flowers, once you enter the flower field, you can't resist picking up a flower or two. Do. Not. Pick. Up. The. Flowers."
