Five Days by Amber Faulk a.k.a Ittasteslikepink (lightweight ebook reader .TXT) 📖

May 14, 1999- 9p.m

My parents won’t be home till tomorrow around 2p.m, I have no idea what they are doing and don’t want to know. Corey isn’t as bad as I thought she would be, but I am still reluctant. She doesn’t have a ride home because my mom was supposed to be her ride. So I guess she’ll be staying overnight. Great.
I tell her “I’m going to bed.”
“This early?” she asks
“Yeah I haven’t been sleeping very well lately” I say
“Okay well night” she says “I was hoping we could watch a movie or something”
“How bout we watch a movie tomorrow we’ll have plenty of time” I say
“Yeah that sounds good” Corey says “it’s just I’d like someone to hang out with, I only had one friend where I used to live. His name was Donnie Chase”
“Well you can hang out with me whenever you want” I say smiling “ I have friends but I never see any of them outside of school”
“That’s great, not that you don’t get to see any of them outside of school. But the fact that we both now have someone to hang out with” She says “so you know we won’t be bored to death.”
“I’ll be right back I’m going to get blankets and a pillow for you” I say
“Alright” she says. I come back carrying two blankets and two pillows
“Why do you have two of each?” Corey asks “it’s really not cold.”
“I know” I say “but I figured I might as well watch a movie with you, but I cannot guarantee that I won’t fall asleep.”
” Is there enough room on the couch for the both of us? She asks
“it’s a pull out couch so yes there is plenty of room” I say smiling After we get the couch pulled out and made up I show her the movies that I have. We end up watching Child’s Play, which gave me nightmares when I was little. Not too far into the movie I dozed off.

May 15, 1999 4a.m Saturday

The voice said get ready tomorrow is the day. This time it sounded human and not scared like it knew everything would be okay. It sounded more like Donnie than ever.

May 15, 1999 7a.m Saturday

Waking up I feel something poking me in the back. I slowly open my eyes to see that I am outside once again. How did I get outside I wonder, sleepwalking again I guess. I slowly stand up scratches from twigs and small rocks cover my arms. “Great now it looks like I have been cutting myself” I say out loud. I walk slowly to the front door turn the knob quietly and push the door inwards. I walk in with quiet footsteps trying not to wake Corey up.
“Where have you been?” she asks with a smirk
“Crap you scared me I was um outside” I say fast. “I was sleepwalking again I guess.” I say
“Do you remember anything?” she asks
“nothing just blackness” I say turning to the TV “What are you watching?”
She says “the Breakfast Club”
Sitting down I say “Oh I love this movie.”

May 15, 1999 1p.m Saturday

“My parents should be here in about an hour or so” I say looking at the clock.
“Okay” Corey says “I wish I had my own car then I would be able to drive myself around and not have to depend on other people.”
“How old are you” I ask “Oh I’m 16 how about you” she says
“Tomorrow I’ll be 16” I say with a worried look on my face.
“You look worried” she says “Are you alright?”
“Yeah I’m fine just nervous about getting my license and driving and all that” I say
“Well then happy early birthday” she says
“Thanks” I say

May 15, 1999 4p.m Saturday

My parents were about an hour late, as usual. That was fine by Corey and me we were talking about no longer being freshmen or freshmeat. I haven’t heard Donnie all day. M y parents are gone again, I wonder what they are always up to. Tomorrow I’ll get my license and finally be able to drive my car.

May 16, 1999 3a.m Sunday

I can’t sleep I don’t know if it’s that I’m so excited about the fact that I’ll be driving or the fact that something disastrous may happen today. I hope Donnie was right about both of us surviving.
May 16, 1999 5a.m
Well I’m up now got a few hours of sleep. The DMV opens in two hours. Normally the DMV isn’t open on Sundays, I think they might be open because they were closed yesterday. Since I took drivers ed all I have to do is give them my green card and $25 and I’ll have my license

May 16, 1999 9a.m Sunday

It went great I just got back from the DMV. Well at least I won’t have to walk anywhere if I don’t want to.

May 16, 1999 12:15p.m

I’ve decided to go to Wal-Mart, I have to get some more paper and pens I’m almost out. Driving up to a green light
Donnie yells “STOP!” I slam on the breaks the moment I stop a red mustang comes borrowing through the red light and comes to a screeching halt. My heart skips a beat and then it feels as if it is going to explode out of my chest. If he didn’t stop me I could be dead, not I would be dead.
“Are you okay?” Donnie asks. “Yeah I’m fine I think” I say
“Are you okay?” he repeats.
Then I realize it is not the voice in my head, but rather a boy looking to be about 16 or 17
“Yeah I’m fine” I say “do you realize that was a red light?”
“Yeah my breaks gave out sorry” he says.
“That’s fine” I say “at least nobody got hurt.”
“Yeah well I’m Donnie” he says
“My name is Samantha” I say
“your voice sounds so familiar” he says “have we met before?”
“I was about to ask you that” I say “but I don’t think so. Your voice sounds familiar to, but not your name.”
“Same here” he says
“Did you just move here, or are you just passing through?”I ask
“ I’m in the process of moving here, my parents gave me permission to after my friend moved here” he says “Her name is Corey Evigan
“I know Corey, she’s in my English class” I say “she spent the night with me Friday so we could do a book report.
“Then you know she is not as rebellious as she looks.” Donnie says
“Yeah I know she is really sweet” I say “Does she know you are here?” I ask
Donnie says “not yet, I am going to call her this is a surprise”
“Maybe we can all hang out later on.” I say
“That sounds like a great idea” Donnie says smiling

May 16, 2000 6a.m Monday

My name is Samantha and the voice that haunted me will never go away. The voice was Donnie my boyfriend. He saved my life and I saved his one year ago. I will probably never tell him about those five days and I know he will never tell me. I know what happened to me, also happened to him too. Does he know this too? On May 16, 1999 at 12:15p.m I got a second chance and I am not crazy.

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Publication Date: 11-04-2011

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Dedication:
This is dedicated to my brother Jr Faulk and my friend Megan