Narrative Essay On Mean Girls

I’m falling I don’t know why or how but I am. Then I turn my head ear’s popping and I see her, I never seen this girl in my entire life, but I know her and I don’t. “Eean help me” she yelled “just hold on” I shouted over the wind trying to pull her closer to me. “I told you this would happen, you have to let go” loosening her grip on my hand tightening my hand my grip on her smell hand. “I’m sorry, I love you” and before she let go my hand I caught her scent lemons and rosemary’s, and as I only caught a hint of her smell she let go “noooooooooo” I’m still saying no when I wake up drenched in sweat. “Eean wate why don’t I hear that shower running, you better weren't in that bed” “sorry Amy” I yelled, getting up and throwing my wet sheets at the bottom of the hamper “don’t wont Amy to get the wrong idea” I thought as I hoped into the shower everything smelled like her, my soap smelled like lemons and rosemary’s my shampoo …show more content…
Since I’ve been having this dream for like a month now, and I really don’t know why but this girl, she is nothing like girls here in Gatlin, never seen her before in till now. “EEAN WATE gets your hinny down here now” Amy yelled from downstairs. I pulled on a pair of old navy jeans and a faded t-shirt and went downstairs. When I got downstairs and sat down at the bar Amy put a plate down in front of me it held three fried eggs, five pieces of bacon, a full plate of cheesy grits, two bisects, and a full glass of strawberry milk. Amy sat down and pulled out her word search (as she always did) and her Lemonheads and