The Prank, Part 1

Twas' right before daybreak, and all through the house, not a creature was stirring except two naughty little mice.

 "Do you think she'll fall for it?" Kaitlyn asked.

"Oh yeah, definitely. She's so naïve," replied McKenna.

"I don't know- it seems kinda mean."

"Don't worry. She'll be fine."

I woke up, like I did before I came to "the house." That's what I had called it for so many years in the orphanage.

 I walked over to Kaitlyn and McKenna.

"Good morning," I said with a yawn.

"Hey, Carrie. Can I show you something outside?  It's really cool," McKenna told me.

I stared down at my bare feet. "Ok," I said hesitantly, wanting to make a good impression.

McKenna dragged me down the stairs and out the door.

  "Over there," McKenna pointed. I shivered. Even though it was warmer here than in NY, where the orphanage was, it was still pretty cold.

I looked over. Before I knew it, I heard footsteps and a lock.

 I tried in vain to open the door. It was useless.

 I sighed. It was getting colder. The only thing comforting me was the sunrise.

 I felt the tears streaming down my face. It wasn't because of the prank, but the hearts behind it. (Also notice the "cheerios" quote unquote, from earlier this month) Did the people here hate me?

~End of Part 1~

Hehe, did you really think I would leave you hanging?

~Part 2~

 It seemed like hours when some boys ran out the door. I hid. Then it dawned on me: they had unlocked the door! I ran back inside, shivering.

 On the way to Josie's bed, I saw Saige. She was always interesting. One week she was sporty, this week she was a lady.

"Hey Carrie, how- why, you're freezing!" she said.

She immediately threw me on the bed.

 She hugged me tight, and asked me to explained what happened. I told her everything.

 "I used to live in the orphanage," I told her. "The American Girl Orphanage. My parents died in a fire when I was three, leaving me and my sister behind. She was only 12 months at the time. We were separated, and I don't know what happened to her."

Saige only hugged me again. McKenna and Kaitlyn got in big trouble-they were grounded, in fact. A couple days later, Kaitlyn apologized, explain McKenna had lured her. I didn't know if she would be my friend. But I did know that one person was there for me: Saige.

Something Is Not Right!

It was all quiet at the dollhouse that night, 6 hours to morning to be precise.

Rebecca, the cook for the dollhouse, was all tucked up in bed, snoozing away.

But then, opening her eyes, she sat up in bed and told herself, SOMETHING IS NOT RIGHT!

Pulling on her hat, she went and checked her wall, to make sure that felicity hadn't thrown away her moose head.

Taking off her hat, she went into the parlor to see if her birds were fine.

Jojo, her Scarlet macaw, eyed her over his cup of sugar. mine! he squawked.

Naughty bird.  Rebecca scolded her macaw, and chirped to her parakeet as she went upstairs.

Arriving upstairs, the cook found everything to be fine, Elizabeth and felicity slept and ally, the calico cat, eyed her warily form her nest of blankets where her kitten's played

Leaning over Rebecca smiled at ally and her brood. hmm, she thought,  what are we going to name them?

Glancing at the girls as they slept, the cook held in a giggle, how peaceful did they look!

Trotting across the floor, she peeked into the girls room. and could not help but tsk her tongue. how messy was the room!

Rebecca's heart melted as she looked at Isabella. she was a super sweet toddler.

 

Her smile deepened as she looked at red-headed corrie. she was a little Hebrew girl the girls had taken in, cause her parents had died. and in honor of corrie ten boom,  helper of the Hebrews, that became her name.

Rebecca nearly laughed as she looked at Anne, the first little that had been taken in. she had been in this dollhouse ever since we had moved here.

Rebecca then climbed the stairs to the attic, and found that a huge town of toys had been set up, and that Kristen had gone to bed without cleaning it up!

Shaking her head, she looked closer at the town and chuckled.

Walking over to David's room, she laughed to see that no-one could see his face!

Walking downstairs, Rebecca frowned and said,  IF ANYONE BROKE INTO MY KITCHEN...........

Looking into her kitchen, she was relieved to find that her kitchen was intact.

Smiling, she went back up to bed.

An hour later..........   something is not RIGHT!

~Chae~