Personal Narrative-Assisted Suicide, By Mr. Stilinski
"So, Iara, tell me about yourself." Mr. Stilinski spoke. I stopped mid-chew. I lift up my head and came face-to-face with Mr. Stilinski.
"Uh, well, I like dancing, singing, and making music. I have Aquaphobia and I'm adopted." I utter slowly as I tried to come up with more facts about myself.
"Really? That's interesting. How long were you in the orphanage?" Stiles' dad asks.
"Actually, I found her," Dad says answering Mr. Stilinski's question. Both Mr. Stilinski and Stiles stared at us confused.
"By the ocean in my dad's home down. The police believed I was involved in a shipwreck of some kind. That's why I have Aquaphobia." I babble playing with the spaghetti noodles.
"Must have been tough for you, sweetheart."
"Uh, not really. I don't really remember my …show more content…
"Good morning, Dad." I sighed giving off a thin smile.
"What's wrong?"
"I don't know. I'm just tired is all." I groan while I took a seat on the island's bench.
"Iara, you slept for 12 hours. The Stilinski's left around 5:47." He stated concerned.
"I feel like I slept for two minutes." I pause. Should I tell him? "Dad, when I woke up this morning my bed was drenched in water. I don't know why, though."
"Hm, well look into that." He voiced. "Now, go get ready. Don't want to be late again."
I sprinted up the steps and dashed into my bedroom. I picked out a pair of denim skinny jeans and a gray shirt with a burgundy jacket. I headed into the bathroom and braided my hair into a crown atop my head.
How much time do I have left?
6:03 AM
I soon decided to apply minimal makeup then exited when I had finished. I slipped on my gray vans that were thrown under the bed frame. As I walked down the stairs, I heard my dad talking. Who could he possibly be talking to at his hour?
"So, is this going to be a regular thing, because I usually take my daughter to school," Dad asked with a firm tone.
"That's up to her, Mr. Grams."
Wait,
"Uh, well, I like dancing, singing, and making music. I have Aquaphobia and I'm adopted." I utter slowly as I tried to come up with more facts about myself.
"Really? That's interesting. How long were you in the orphanage?" Stiles' dad asks.
"Actually, I found her," Dad says answering Mr. Stilinski's question. Both Mr. Stilinski and Stiles stared at us confused.
"By the ocean in my dad's home down. The police believed I was involved in a shipwreck of some kind. That's why I have Aquaphobia." I babble playing with the spaghetti noodles.
"Must have been tough for you, sweetheart."
"Uh, not really. I don't really remember my …show more content…
"Good morning, Dad." I sighed giving off a thin smile.
"What's wrong?"
"I don't know. I'm just tired is all." I groan while I took a seat on the island's bench.
"Iara, you slept for 12 hours. The Stilinski's left around 5:47." He stated concerned.
"I feel like I slept for two minutes." I pause. Should I tell him? "Dad, when I woke up this morning my bed was drenched in water. I don't know why, though."
"Hm, well look into that." He voiced. "Now, go get ready. Don't want to be late again."
I sprinted up the steps and dashed into my bedroom. I picked out a pair of denim skinny jeans and a gray shirt with a burgundy jacket. I headed into the bathroom and braided my hair into a crown atop my head.
How much time do I have left?
6:03 AM
I soon decided to apply minimal makeup then exited when I had finished. I slipped on my gray vans that were thrown under the bed frame. As I walked down the stairs, I heard my dad talking. Who could he possibly be talking to at his hour?
"So, is this going to be a regular thing, because I usually take my daughter to school," Dad asked with a firm tone.
"That's up to her, Mr. Grams."
Wait,