Saturday, June 11, 2011

Dust

Well.


Hello again, beautiful friends and followers.

It seems I haven't been blogging since, well, A MILLION YEARS.

I don't know if I am going to continue my blog (we'll have to see, maybe I will.)

So, if worst comes to worst and I do- in fact - delete my blog, I will just tell you what's been happening lately.


A
BIG
FAT
NOTHING.



Melanie hasn't even given any of us dolls a second glance in 3 months.

YEAH.
MONTHS.


This is hopeless, you guys. I don't want to be put up on a shelf, but here I am, looking down at the girl who once loved me but now doesn't even remember all of our names.


Charity and I haven't seen Elizabeth, Rebecca or Julie for the longest time. Mel won't let us go to school. I don't know how anyone's been doing. This is terrible.


TERRIBLE.


And so begins the 'final phase' of being a doll;



Being forgotten.


**Prudence..**

Monday, April 11, 2011

Final Farewell

We all stood there, staring into a deep grave as Amber Boswell was put to rest. Cindie clutched onto Callie for dear life, while Sonali put a bouquet of perky white daises on the grave of a perky woman.

I sniffed, I didn't know her but I had been crying a lot. Crying for Cindie and Sonali.

"Goodbye, Mother." Sonali's voice cracked as a single tear slid down her cheek. Chrissa walked up behind her best friend and hugged her tight.

Charity noticed my solemn state and nudged my shoulder.
"You okay?" She asked.

I shook my head.

"Why not?" She asked again, her voice showing her concern.

"I mean, that could have been my mom. I don't know, I guess it's kind of me regretting all those years I didn't spend with my mom." I sighed.

"Have you called her lately?" She asked.

"Yeah, we talk once a week now, but every time I hang up that phone, the reality sets in that I'm not with my mom anymore." I stated as we made our way back to the car.

"You're not going to leave us like Julie, are you?" Charity's voice was even more concerned.

I chuckled.
"No, it's just a reality I'm going to have to face up to." I said, turning around just to see Cindie blow a kiss to her mother's grave before walking towards the car.

"But that could have been me." I whispered.

"What's that?" Charity asked.

"Nothing, come on. Let's go." I grabbed her hand and we walked back to the car.


**Prudence..**

Friday, March 18, 2011

Mother

I walked, solemnly into Cindie’s room. We don’t talk a lot regularly, but she didn’t come to school today and I was worried.

“Cyn?” I asked, using her nickname.
”Yeah?” She asked, turning around. I looked a little closer and her eyes were red and puffy and she was clutching onto a tissue like it was her last lifeline.
“What’s wrong?” I asked, rushing to her side and sitting down next to her on her bed.
“My Mom.” She whispered.
“What about her?” I asked.
“She’s….. Dead.” Cindie said, then began sobbing on my shoulder.

My eyes widened, her mom? DEAD?
I never met Cindie and Sonali’s mother, but I heard she was a sweet and caring woman.
Oh my goodness, Poor Cindie.

I immediately grabbed Cindie and hugged her.
”Cynthia, I am so sorry.” I sniffled, using her real name.
“She was my mom, Prudence.” She sobbed into my shoulder.
“H-how?” I asked, stuttering.
Death is not one of my favorite things, and talking about it makes me scared and very depressed.

“She had very severe pneumonia.” She screamed into my shoulder. I hugged her harder.
I didn’t say anything, I just sat there, patting Cindie’s back and rocking her back and forth. I let her cry out all of her sadness.

We must have been sitting like that for 45 minutes or so, because Sonali came in the room.
“Cyn? Pru? What’s wrong?” Sonali asked.
Cindie just gave Sonali a solemn look and Sonali’s face fell.
“She’s dead isn’t she?” Sonali asked.
Cindie nodded and ran to hug her sister.

They stood in the doorway, crying and hugging each other.
If I wasn’t blinking back tears, I would have realized just how beautiful of a moment it was.

Sonali pulled back for a minute and for the first time since entering the room, she acknowledged my presence.
“Prudence, can we have a moment alone?” She asked.
I nodded and gave them both a hug, then walked out of the room and shut it behind me.

That night, I realized that I haven’t talked to my mom in 2 years. I picked up the phone and dialed the number she gave me when she dropped me off at the Orphanage.

“Hello?” A lady, I hope it was my mother, asked.
”Is Jacklynn Farrow there?” I asked.
“This is her. Who is this?” My mom asked. I smiled.
“Mom, it’s me. Prudence.” I said.
“PRUDY! I miss you terribly. How are you doing in Michigan?” She asked.
“I miss you too much! Everything here is fine, all of my sisters are amazing, and Melanie is taking good care of me.” I smiled.
“That’s great. Why did you call? Not that I’m not ecstatic to hear your voice, but I’m curious.” She asked.
“Well, two of my sisters, Sonali and Cindie, they are actual sisters. Well, sadly, their mother died earlier today…” My voice trailed off.
“That’s terrible! Tell them your father and I send our condolences.” She said, sadly.
“I will, well, after hearing that, I realized how lucky I was to have a living mother, so I called you!” I smiled.
“Aw, Well, I’ll always be here for you.” I could almost hear the smile on her face.
”So, Let me tell you how everything’s been going…” I smiled and sat down, catching up takes a lot out of you.

Here’s some advice from Prudence;
Don’t take your mom for granted, you never know when you’re going to loose her.

**Prudence..**

Monday, March 14, 2011

Worse Times Get Worse

"School. Meh." I muttered under my breath as I hurried down the hallways.

If I was late to Art Class one more time Mrs. Freemont would have my head on a platter.

I was almost there, when I heard footsteps walking behind me. I spun my head around almost automatically and saw Nathan, my boyfriend whom I haven't seen in what seems like twelve million years.

"Nathan?" I asked, a smile dancing on my lips.
"Prudence, we need to talk." Nathan's face was serious.
"About what?" The smile fell flat.

He said nothing, just grabbed my hand and pulled me into the Choir room where we would have Chorus 2 hours later.

"I don't think you and I are right for each other." He said, quickly, like that would have it hurt less.

My heart dropped and I opened my mouth to say something, but he halted me and continued.

"You're an awesome girl, Prudence, and one lucky guy's going to meet you and win you over, but that guy isn't me." He finished.

"Oh my gosh." Was all I managed to get out.

I was in complete shock, but I could see this coming, we hadn't spoken in at least a month.

"We should have managed to make time to see each other." I whispered, hoping he wouldn't hear.
"I know, but time tears people apart. I'm also quitting Chorus." He stated.

I looked up at him, with his beautiful eyes that had always managed to make me melt, but... I felt nothing.

WHAT?
HOW COULD I NOT FEEL ANYTHING?
NOT A THING?
HE'S MY BOYFRIEND!!!

'no he's not.' My mind corrected.

"W-why?" I stuttered.
"Because, Rachel says it's not cool to be in chorus." Nathan said.

Rage filled me almost instantaneously.

"RACHEL?! YOU'RE BACK WITH HER?!" I yelled.
He looked frightened, and nodded.
"WHY? SHE CHEATED ON YOU ONCE, SHE PROBABLY WILL DO IT AGAIN!" I yelled.
"She promised not to." He fired back.
"Well, you promised you'd never break up with me, but hey, every promise is made to be broken right?" Tears began to fall from my eyes and I turned around to walk away.

"Pru, wait." Nathan said, reaching out and got a hold of my arm.
"LET ME GO." I yelled, breaking free from his grasp and ran away to art class and away from all of the lies.


Someone, please, kill me.
**Prudence..**

Thursday, March 10, 2011

Family Ties

GOSH, it's been a while hasn't it, my lovely friends?
I AM SO SORRY!

Do you know when school just gets SO crazy and hectic and it's the only thing you can focus on and that's because you HAVE to?

That's my life.
In.A.Nutshell.

No news on when Annabelle is coming home, but we DID find out that her sister, Mikayla, is going to be joining Julie, Rebecca and Elizabeth's family! YAY!

Gosh, all of these posts are so short. I'm sorry you guys, but hey, you have to do what you have to do, right?


I HATE HOMEWORK!!!!!!!

**Prudence..**

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Dig A Story

"PRUDENCE!" Charity whispered.
I turned my head to her, we were sitting in the Living Room.
I was watching TV while she was on her laptop.

"What?" I whispered back, questioning why we were whispering in the first place.
"Let's try to find out who Melanie wants to get next." Charity beamed.
"YES!" I whisper-yelled.

After a few clicks and searches, we had our girl.
"Got her!" Charity beamed.

I grabbed my glass of Dr. Pepper and took a sip of it while looking.

Yeah, the drink wasn't in my mouth for so long.

You guys, ANNABELLE FREAKING MARTIN WAS ON THE SCREEN!
Remember, the girl who stole Sonny and Kenna away from me?
OH. MY. GLEE.
I was about to kill someone

"WHY DID YOU SPIT IT OUT?" Charity asked, looking at me disgusted while she dried herself off with a napkin.

"Because, that's, that's, that's........... her." My eyes narrowed.
"What do you have against her?" Charity asked.

ARE YOU FOR CEREAL?

My eyes were wide in shock, then I realized Charity hasn't been here long enough to know about me and Sonny and Kenna and Anna-her.

"B-b-because." I started, stuttering out of rage. "I.Hate.Her." I clenched my teeth.
"Why?" Charity's eyes raised.
"She stole two of my best friends from me." I explained.
"Who?" Charity seemed intrigued by my story.
"Alison Harrison and McKenna Applee." I smiled at all of the memories.
"Oh." Charity nodded.
"Yup. But An-SHE CAN'T JOIN OUR FAMILY! SHE CAN'T SHE CAN'T SHE-" I yelled.
"Pru." Charity interjected. "Calm down, there are thousands of other #35's out there. She might not be the doll that Melanie gets."

I calmed down slightly, Charity did have a point.

BUT STILL!


AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
**Prudence..**

Sunday, February 20, 2011

I'm Not Dead

HEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY EVERYONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE :D
[okay, I'm done with overly-spazzy introductions]

I'm BACK :]
Thank you so much for all of the sweet 'get well soon's' and all of that jazz.

ILOVEYOUALLWITHEVERYINCHOFMYHEART.

And just so this isn't a TOTAL waste of a post.......

I HAVE SOME BIG NEWS!

Okay, well, don't tell anyone this but........

MELANIE'S GOING TO GET A NEW DOLL!
SHE'S NOT DONE COLLECTING!

She won't get this 'new doll' for a while, BUT STILL!!!!!!!!

Okay, well I have to go eat dinner!
Blogz ya laterz!

Charity - fail.
Prudence - WIN.

**Prudence..**