by peachycupcake525 » Thu Jun 08, 2017 3:25 pm
username: Peachycupcake525
name: Everleigh
gender: Female
story:
Everleigh packed her plain bag carefully, making sure that she had everything. She checked each item off of the paper list laid on the rude table with her stub of a pencil, its tip dulled. She had been preparing for the vacation to Florida for a whole year, and was excited to finally go. After she carefully set a stuffed animal on top of everything, she touched it again, remembering when she had been given it as a child. It had been worn out over the years, as she had played with it constantly when she was young and took it everywhere after her parents had died. Though half of its stuffing had fallen out, and fur had been cut off as the result of an experiment to see how quickly the fur of a stuffed dog would grow back, she still cherished it as a memory of her parents and her childhood. She zipped up the bag, pulling hard to get it to close. Then, she was on her way to the airport.
The plane trip was long and boring, and Everleigh fell asleep halfway through. She finally woke up when the plane was landing in Florida, and the first thing she did was go to the hotel that she would be staying in. She checked in, and went up to her suite. She gave the bellhop a generous tip, and then she unpacked. She hung up her clothing in the little closet that she had been given, setting the stuffed dog aside. The other items she placed in drawers or on the floor in out-of-the-way places, and soon she found that her tan bag was empty. She finally put the stuffed dog-whom she had named Charcoal-in her oversized purse. She straightened the covers of her bed in preparation for the night, and then went out to the restaurant neighboring the hotel.
She ate a large supper there, and it was starting to get darker when she finished and headed back to the hotel. She didn’t notice that her purse wasn’t zipped, and that Charcoal was beginning to peek out of the top. She took the stairs up to the fourteenth floor-really the thirteenth floor, but most hotels that she had been in skipped that number-and headed into her room. She set the purse down, only to discover that Charcoal wasn’t there. Panicking far more than she should have, she searched under the bed, in the bathroom, in the closet, in her first bag, and everywhere else that it could possibly be in her room. When she thought that she had checked everywhere but still hadn’t located it, she left to search everywhere. She strained to remember where she had been, and she followed her path backwards. She ignored any puzzled looks as she frantically looked in odd places. It still did not turn up.
“Can I help you with anything?” asked a lady seeming to be working there.
“Something fell out of my purse. I’ve looked everywhere, but I still can’t find it!” Everleigh spoke quickly, as if it mattered to find it as fast as she could.
“Have you tried the lost and found? It’s by the wall over there.” The woman obviously saw that Everleigh had lost something important to her.
“Thank you!” Everleigh said, before rushing to the box. She bent over to look in, and there was Charcoal, sitting on a mound of other objects. She picked it up gently and hugged it to her chest. She carried it up to her suite and set it on the bedside table facing her pillow with a satisfied sigh, delighted to have located it at last.
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peachycupcake525 on Sat Jun 10, 2017 2:33 pm, edited 3 times in total.
