Chapter 1, Birthdays

I glanced at my calender, sighing. My birthday was a week away. I went back to my homework, maths.
'Since when do we need to know maths?' I thought.
Glaring at the page, I finished the last sum. Placing my homework in my hand, I headed to the kitchen. Stuffing the page in my note folder, I then went to the fridge and pulled out the milk. Then getting the Rice Bubbles, I poured it into a bowl, the milk next. Placing it all back, I crunched on my cereal while trudging back to my room. The doorbell chimed. I placed my cereal on my desk and ran to the door, skidding on the polished floor to a stop. I unlocked it and, with my jaw falling open, stood out there gawking at my best friend Ashleigh Helm.
"Ashie!" I yelled, a smile plastering on my face.
She was about to say something but I quickly pulled her into a bear hug.
"You know, I need to breathe." She managed to say.
I let go and she took a deep breath.
"Thanks, I'm pretty sure I was going purple."
I let out a laugh, "When did you get back? You weren't meant to come back until another month!"
She smiled a sly smile, "You didn't think I'd miss your twelfth birthday, did you?"
"You came back for my birthday?! Just for me!?" My smile grew bigger.
"Yep, just for you."
I pulled Ashleigh into another bear hug. My smile was hurting. I pulled out and looked at her. I gasped. Over one year ago, Ashleigh had left for a big world wide trip, and was due back in November this year. She had defiantly grown. Although I was still small, she had grown taller then I remember. Her hair, which had been shoulder length, was now down to her waist. Ashleigh's eyes were more mature looking, like most of her face. Her clothes used to be very childish, but now, they were black, sleek and cool.
"Oh my god..." I began.
She did a little twirl.
"What do you think?" She asked.
"It's... it's just amazing!" I did my own sly smile. "So, any for me?"
She laughed. "Just wait for your birthday."
I did my pout face. "I don't want to wait though!"
She laughed. I joined in. Soon we were both holding our sides, doubling over in laughter. I looked behind her and noticed her mum standing there, smiling.
"Welcome back Natalie, I presume you enjoyed your trip?"
"Of course. I was sometimes wishing you were with us, but then I remembered how much our food bill would look like."
Her voice was like honey. Sweet. I turned back to Ashleigh when I remembered something.
"Just a sec," I said, running to my room.
I went to my draw and pulled out a parcel. I ran back, skidding on the floor again.
"Here, I never forgot."
Ashleigh took the parcel and opened it. In it was a beautiful Thomas Sabo necklace with a pendant of a Converse sneaker.
"Oh my god. Thank you so much!" She put it on.
"It looks good." I said.
"What is it for?"
"Your birthday, which has been, but still, you're my best friend."
She admired it, hanging from her neck.
"Thank you," she whispered again.
"Welcome back."
I looked past Ashleigh and Natalie to see my mum standing there with Cassie close to her. Cassie nodded to them both, then slipped past me and into the house. My mum was hugging Natalie. I looked at Ashleigh.
"Want to come in?" I asked.
"Sure." She replied.
We walked in and headed to my room.

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Ashleigh laughed as I explained what had happened on the first day of school of this year. It was nearly the last. Natalie knocked on my door.

"Yes," I said.

"Ash has got to come home now and unpack."

Ashleigh groaned, "Can I sleep over?" She asked.

"Sorry hon, not tonight, this weekend maybe."

She smiled at that, "Cool."

"Now come on," insisted Natalie. "Bags need to be unpacked and your school bag needs to be packed."

Ashleigh frowned. "Back to school already?"

"Don't you want to see Emily tomorrow?"

Ashleigh was up and out the door already, "See you tomorrow Em!" She called out.

"You too!" I yelled back.

I heard mum say her goodbyes then a car leaving. I sat on my bed, waiting. My mum finally came in with a cup of tea. She handed it to me and sat next to me.

"So," I began. "Any improvements?"

"Not really, it hasn't gotten serious, so that's good."

My mum looked down at her hands.

"We just got to be careful, that's all. She could breakdown at any time, so be ready."

I nodded. Nothing else needed to be said. My mum got up and went to the kitchen. I moved to my desk, looking at the calender once more.

The War Inside My Sister, prolouge

I'm doing another blog.
Yes, another.
Ahem, but anyway, I read something the other night that's inspired me to do this.
Here we go.

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I sat quietly on the bench, waiting. I twiddled my thumbs, for no reason. After what seemed a while, I glanced up at the clock above the door. It had been one hour. One hour I had sat there, twiddling my thumbs. I stuffed my hands in my pockets and went up to the lady behind the counter.

"Excuse me." I said, my voice small.

She looked at me.

"Yes sweetie, what would you like?"

"I want to know when my mummy and daddy and big sister will be done with the doctor."

She smiled.

"Do you know which doctor they are seeing?" She asked.

I shook my head, "No."

She thought for a moment. Then said,
"Whats your big sisters name?"

"Its Cassandra. But I call her Cassie."

She nodded and stood up.

"I checked the computer, come with me and we will go find them."

Before she continued, I asked,

"What's your name?"

She smiled,

"It's Molly, what's yours?"

"I'm Emily." I stuck out my hand.

Molly shook it.

"A pleasure to meet you."

She guided me down the corridor, talking a little bit about herself. She was eighteen, nineteen in a month. Molly had her own home that she shared with her best friend. They had two cats and one dog. When she asked me about myself, I stuttered a bit. Then I told her.

I was eight, nine in four months. I was extremely small for my age but smarter then the average eight year old. I already knew how to divide and I knew a tiny bit of algebra. When I said that, she stared at me. She asked how I knew that stuff. I told her about my dad being a maths teacher and how he taught me.

She laughed at that.

After turning a corner, we came to a door.

Dr. Melissa Farring

Molly pushed it open, revealing a gleaming office. It had an oak desk in the centre of the room, so shiny that you could see your reflection. Behind the desk sat an old lady. Her hair was black, turning white with age. Her glasses were a shiny gold. In front of her were three people. My parents and my sister.

"Dr. Farring, this is Emily."

She just nodded.

My mum stood up and whispered something in Dr. Farring's ear that I could not hear. When she turned to me, did I notice something was wrong. Her cheeks glistened with tears and her eyes were puffy from crying. Dad and Cassie didn't turn.

My mum guided me out into the corridor and the moment we saw a bench, mum made me sit. I tried to work out what was wrong, but her eyes were to moist to see. She smiled a weak smile.

"Mum," I asked, "What's wrong?"

She sighed, then began.

"Honey, have you heard of depression?"

I shook my head.

"Well, it's like this. You know the movies when you're trapped on a deserted island? And you start to go mad and hope for a way out? It's a bit like that."

I still didn't understand fully.

Like she knew that, she continued.

"Depression is when you are trapped inside yourself. You're still the same, but not at the same time. Do you understand?"

I spoke,

"Not really."

"Well, I'm not going any further on that. But Cassie has depression."

She tried to hold in the tears, but they came anyway. It started with quite sobbing, then mum cried. I nearly cried as well. I hugged her. She hugged me back.

"You will find out the rest when your older, not now." She whispered into my ear.

"I can wait." I whispered back.

Before I knew it, we were heading home. Back to my sanctuary where I can think this over.

Please tell me what you think. I hope it's good.

The title, up there, is called The War Inside My Sister.

Its the prolouge.