One hot afternoon, while I was walking down the
street, I could feel the breeze. I could see huge redwood trees in
different sizes and shapes, and daisies that looked so beautiful.
Although the smell of the pine trees made my nose itch, that didn't stop
me from being outside on such a day.
While I was walking along a dirt path, a girl with ocean blue eyes
started to walk next to me. I looked at her, and she looked at me. She
was wearing a long dress with flowers on it, and her hair was like the
color of the sand. I wasn't sure whether to talk to her or not talk to
her. But my instincts were telling me to talk to her.
My curiosity was killing me. “Hi, you must be new around here,” I said.
She stared at me for a moment. “Hi...uh...yes...I'm new here...my
parents and I just finished moving in yesterday.”
I smiled at her and asked for her name, but I guess she didn't hear me
because she said good-bye and walked towards the woods where a campsite
was located. I stared at her as she walked away.
Suddenly, I remembered that my dad said to be back home before 2:00 pm,
or else I would have to do all of the household chores for a whole week.
While I was walking back home, I couldn't stop thinking about the
blue-eyed girl. Every question came to my head: What if she gets lost?
What if she doesn't know her way back home? I didn't even get her name.
But then I thought, why did I care. I barely knew her and plus she was
old enough to take care of herself.
When I was right in front of the door of my house, I could hear the
noisy kids screaming like a big waterfall from next door. From that I
knew my day was going to be alone. As I walked in my house, I saw my dad
watching TV in the living room. I looked at the time: I was ten minutes
late. I tiptoed up the stairs and blew out a relieved sigh that my dad
didn't notice that I was a little late. Although usually he catches me,
I was surprised that he didn't catch me this time.
I heard my dad coming up the stair as I pretended I was cleaning my
room. He opened the door a bit and peeked in as I saw him from the
corner of my eye. He closed the door again. Once more relief came to me.
I peeked in the hallway and then I went downstairs to go grab some
cookies. As I was going back upstairs to my room, a smell came to me. It
was a good smell and it was coming from outside. The smell seemed
familiar, but I couldn't tell what it was. So, I just kept walking up
Suddenly I heard my dad call my nickname. “Steph...can you please come
here? I need to talk to you.” As I walked towards my dad’s room, I
noticed his disgusted face.
“Oh god...what did I do this time?” I murmured. He looked at me and
pointed outside his window.
“What are those hole dug in the backyard?” asked my dad.
I looked at him and tried to tell a lie, but it didn't work because it
was true. I dug the holes in the backyard because I wanted to find the
box I had buried there when I was five years old. My dad just walked
into my room, grabbed my backpack and started putting clothes in there
while yelling, “Steph, you're going to summer camp. Maybe like that you
will stay out of trouble!”
That same afternoon, he took me to the summer camp that was three blocks
away from my house. When we got there, I saw the girl again. I was
excited for once because maybe my being in the summer camp wouldn't be
such a bad idea. The bad thing was that there was only three more months
left in the summer camp. So I had a choice: either go up to the girl and
start becoming friends with her or just forget about her. But since my
instincts wouldn't stop bugging me, I chose to go and talk to her.
Leaving my dad behind me and ignoring him, I started walking away.
Once I got settled in a room that was near the lake filled with fish, I
had to change to this weird uniform that everyone had to wear. I looked
through the window. The girl was coming. “Hi, my name is Isabel and I'm
your roommate,” she said.
I looked at her and responded. “Hi. My name is Stephany, but you can
call me Steph.”
“Wait a minute! I remember you...you're the one that I talked to earlier
today,” she said as we shook hands
As I got to know her more, we became friends, and learned many things
about each other.
One month went by, and I was still in the summer camp and, not to lie, I
was actually liking it there. Until one night I saw Isabel taking a
walk. She looked as if she were missing someone. “Is everything OK?” I
“Leave me alone,” Isabel whispered sadly.
I did what she told me to—I left her alone—but I wondered why she told
me that. “Did I do something wrong?” I asked myself over and over again.
I went to sleep, and when I woke up the next morning, I realized that it
was all just a dream to be reached by the stars. I was a little sad
because the girl seemed like she was very friendly and kind.