Snippet #1543677

The day of her birthday was almost here and her mother had allowed her to stay home today and tomorrow; but for some odd reason, she had kept telling Nia the same old thing... "I love you honey, and what ever happens, please just know I love you. Kay?" Nia looked up at her mom as she did the dishes. "Ya mom, I know, I love you too. You said that now for the eighteenth time; its kind of making me think that your going to die tomorrow." She stated, scrubbing the plate with a wool sponge. Her mom looked at her as if she was about to cry. "I just want you to know that I love you; I may not be with you forever you know..." She said, tears whelping up in her eyes. Nia put the dish in the soapy water before walking over towards her to comfort her mother.

"Don't worry, no matter what, I will always be by your side." Nia said with that naive smile that just made her mother smile through her draining tears. "Thanks honey, I appreciate it. Your father would be proud." She smiled as Nia hugged her tighter. Nia was dressed in blue jeans with a pink shirt on and her pretty white hair pulled back into a pony tail as her blue eyes drifted off to think about what kind of man her father was. Her mother never really talked about him and as a child if she had ever asked about this man, her mother would just smile and say, 'He's up in the sky watching over you.' Of coarse, Nia had thought he was dead and nothing more.

Nia grabbed her coat and purse and turned towards the door. "We ran out of milk, so I need to go to the store and get some, kay?" She said, walking outside with her flip-flops and watching her mother wave and wipe her tears from her eyes. "Alright honey, be safe." She said as Nia closed the door and walked along the sidewalk. It was an odd day for her, ever since this morning, her mother couldn't stop crying and she even went as far as to loan her room out to some college exchange student. Nia wondered what was wrong but she ignored it; thinking only about the milk she was going to buy. One thing scared her though, it was something that had to do with last night.

When she had gotten out of her shower, she sprouted wings and it was very painful, so painful she couldn't stand it; after she managed to get them back in her back, which took her about three long painful hours, large gashes where all that was left, and this morning they where gone. Had been just an illusion or bad dream? Anyways, Nia's mind was somewhere else now, trying to count the change she would have left out of a five-dollar bill.