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As I held the tiny, purple, screaming sack of organs, tissue and fat in my arms, I felt something that was beyond biological. Years of force-fed wisdom from the pulpit would tell me that I was feeling the blessings that God had given me, but I knew that this was much more than that. I looked at her father, who, for once in his life, had nothing to say. We had finally done it. We had finally created something that everyone had told us would never happen.
As Leo painted the bright yellow colour onto Katherine's house, he glimpsed the pretty blonde woman getting out of her car, carrying a paper bag filled with groceries. She immediately set the brush down, and watched her struggle with her keys. This was his chance.
Tammy stared at her new school uniform in the full-length mirror. A white button-down oxford shirt tucked into a blue and green plaid kilt. She had never seen anything uglier in her life, and as she made various small attempts to make the outfit look better, she realized she probably never would.
As Jared slipped into the classroom, he spotted a desk that was empty. Unfortunately, it was behind Lacey. He sighed, causing several people to look up at him, some with irritated glares. He smiled sheepishly, slipping into the desk and taking out his notebook. He looked up at the chalkboard, which read, "Exam today. No talking!" He slumped in his desk. He was doomed.
Taylor turned up the radio in his car, nodding his head to the beat of the rap song that was playing. It wasn't until he looked up that he became aware of a girl standing in the middle of the road. He jammed his foot against the brake, swerving and nearly colliding into the ditch. He righted the car just in time, and when he looked back up, the girl had disappeared.
As James stepped out of the limo, Sydney felt herself being pulled along with him. What the hell was happening? One minute she had been a farm girl from Iowa, reading Teen Vogue and dreaming about Los Angeles. Now it was finally coming true, and she wasn't sure she was ready for it. Now wasn't the time to think about that, though. James needed her. Not to mention she had spent five hundred dollars for a dress that barely covered her butt.
Shelby tugged her cow backpack along, unaware that her mother had gone farther ahead on the sidewalk. She stopped to poke at a dandelion, its petals a brilliant yellow amidst all the grey that filled the world around her. The cow backpack, which had been a gift from her grandfather, dragged on the wet sidewalk next to her. Its stuffed face was filled with dirty water and gravel.
There was a montage of photographs on the bulletin board in front of Melissa's chair. There she was, shopping with Grace for their prom dresses. Kissing her boyfriend goodnight outside of her house. Helping her mother in the garden. Clearly, the person who had brought her here had wanted her to know he had been watching her for some time, probably to scare her. Well, it was certainly working.
Jeannie looked at the montage of pictures that were displayed on Mrs. Hatford's refrigerator door. Pictures of a little boy in T-shirt and shorts combinations, holding a fish, tossing a ball with a man who could only be his dad. Later pictures showed a tall man in a graduation gown, holding a baby, kissing a woman on the cheek. It seemed that Mrs. Hatford did have someone to love, even if she kept him a secret.
Trying to remember wasn't an easy feat for Maddie. She looked around the dense floor of the forest, and realized she had no idea where she was, or how she had gotten here. Looking up, she saw brief patches of sky, covered with a thick layer of smoke. She smelled something burning. She got up, and began to walk.
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