Here it is another chapter 😊 hope you like it.

Walking into the shack I decided to not tell anybody, about how I feel, about the dreams. I can't work up the nerve to tell them, so I'll continue this false facade. Everyone has their secrets I'm no different, I hear laughter coming from the kitchen. Deciding against wanting to go upstairs and just be alone I got to check. As much as Mabel infuriates me I do still care about her and it's been awhile since she's laughed. I come to the door way and just stare at the scene playing out in front of me. I see Stan and Mabel laughing as they make cupcakes...well it's more like a food fight since it seems most if the batter and icing is in the floor and their faces.

Looking at this it takes me back to when we were kids and all the silly and stupid stuff we did as children. In a way it hurts, feeling a small pang in my heart I decide to just leave. Part of me not wanting to intrude on this tender and sweet moment. I inwardly curse as the floor board creaks beneath me, damn it I forgot about the squeaky floor board that was there. They turn and we stand in a awkward silence, neither of us disturbing it. "Hey" I supply lamely "what's up kid?" Gruncle stan smiles I release the breath that I have been holding.

"Not much, just got back from the diner...I saw Gideon Gleeful and we talked and even more suprisingly we had a decent conversation" I say
Stan grunts "yeah that little snot really turned around, not so bad anymore". Turning to Stan in shock my mouth hanging open " what?" He says after awhile of me just staring at him. "Nothing just never thought the day would come, when you said anything good about Gideon" I laugh. I turn my eyes to look at Mabel after I realized she stopped talking, when I turn to see her I see her staring at the floor. Shrugging it off, I start to leave after taking a water " Kay well see you later guys". "You don't want to help?" Stan ask me "nah, I'm kinda tired" I say walking out the kitchen door.

I begin walking upstairs what's wrong with Mabel? Why is she acting like that? Does she hate me? Is all that I can think about, as much as Mabel makes me angry, I can never hate her. She's my sister and that something that won't change. As I think these thoughts I close the door behind me, I stumble to the ground as a dizzy spell hits me. a small pain attacks me like my skullmis squeezing my brain, What was that? I say as black spots appear in my vision. And I feel myself fall down as this sleep pulls me under.

In my dream I feel myself falling down turning around tumbling down It feels like I've been falling for hours. memories pass like all the other broken items swirling around me they feel insignificant amongst all the other broken and forgotten knick knacks. Hesitantly I touch on of the falling memories and lose myself in the past, Its Mabel and I as we stood against the other kids. Back to back we had only each other. How long ago has it been since something like this has happend? As the years past and me and Mabel grew, people stopped looking at her like she was weird and began seeing her as someone cool.

Where was I as all the people who turned up their noses at us started smiling at her. How could she forget, how could she accept their kindness when they still looked at me like nothing. Was I really only good because we were alone, did she only care for me...because we had no one else? As the memorie fades and I'm left falling again I feel my tears float away from my face.

The tears won't stop as all my insecurities come rushing back, it's always Been like this hasn't it. A laugh escapes my mouth, as I realize it was only me who ever thought I meant more. It hurts to just now see I'm nothing more than a person passing in the street to her now. She'll probably never change and I should stop trying to make her see it my way. As I think these words I feel like a heavy weight in my chest has been lifted, the wind pick up around me and my decent quickens.

The memories and objects becoming less and less as darkness starts to surround me. I feel so much comfort here now, how can the dreams be bad when I feel so secure here? As the falling becomes floating again I feel arms hug me from behind and I let my body sink into the warmth. His voice speaks "Soon, very soon now" he says and a I try to speak my voice fades into the air. Why can't I talk he laughs and I feel myself blush, "patience, little tree".
"We'll meet soon..." his voice starts to fade away and I feel myself wake like emerging from water things feel more real.

Ok heres my next update I was wondering how this would turn out. I hope you guys love it 😄😄
Baiiiiii~♤♡◇♧
P.s if there's any mistakes please let me know I don't have a beta hehe😅