Melt My Stress Away

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Posted by mimshappy | Posted in writing | Posted on November 3, 2009

I kept yawning as I got closer to my two bedroom home, I missed my seventeen year old sister Angel. She was on vacation with my parents, Angela and Matthew Hornpale were going to Hawaii. My name is Abigail Tami Hornpale. I’m a twenty-year-old woman who’s engaged to a good guy named Jacob Maxwell. I imagine that one day my name will be Mrs. Abigail Tami Hornpale-Maxwell.

You might be wondering, “Why are you tired?” I am tired because I have a long day working as a manager at a place called “Hot Shot”.  Just to let you know, that’s a shoe, clothing, and jewelry line.

The closer I got to my house , the more I could see my little sister’s car missing. The house was going to be very lonely without her because she lived with me. Jacob was at work which meant that I was very lonely.

I got out of my car really fast because I wanted to turn on the TV. Wizards of Waverly Place was coming on. Even though I was tired, that show always took my stress away. It was going to be a two hour show because today was Friday. I locked the car from the inside, pushed the window down just a little because my mind told me to, and closed the door. I parked by the sidewalk because I wanted to exercise my body a bit more. When I got to the door of my house, I realized that I my keys were in my car. All my house and car keys were attached to each other. I was doomed!

I ran back to my car hoping that one of the doors would be open. But guess what? I had no luck. I got out my cell phone and called AAA. As  the phone rang and the machine sang, I got really worried. What if AAA couldn’t get my keys?

“Hello and how may I help you?”

“Um… well, I left my keys in my car and there’s no way I could get them. Please help me!” I pleaded.

“Well ma’am, do you want me to send you a AAA guy?”

“No. Of course I do! Why do you think I’m calling you?”

“What’s your location?”

“I’m on Yoke Street in Lawndale Garden.”

“Your number please.”

“My number is 5550.”

“The AAA man is on his way. Thank you and I hope you find your keys.”

I saw the guy get out of his car. He had a name tag that said “David”.

“Ma’am, where’s your car?”

“It’s right here.” I said hitting the front of my car proudly.

He looked at the car and said, “It’s a good thing you have some parts open.”

He got out a device and put it in my window. He pulled something on the device and it extended. He grabbed the keys with the device and pulled it out. Would you believe what happened next? The guy pushed the wrong button and they dropped in the gutter.

“I’m so sorry!”

“Get them out now!” I was so mad, I could rip the head off a tiger.

He bent down and came back up just to say, “Ma’am, I’m afraid you can’t get your keys back. What you could do is go and get a new key back from your dealer. As for the house keys… does any one else have a key to your house or is it just you?”

“Yes. My sister has a key to my house, but she’s in Hawaii.”

“I guess you’ll have to wait for her to get back.”

“I could just go to my fiancé’s house. I can wait for her for a couple of days.”

The guy left without saying goodbye. I guess he was mad that I had a fiancé. It’s too bad. He should find someone else. I was angrier than him. I got my phone out and called Jacob. His voice was a low baby voice.

“Hello?” Jacob murmured.

“Hi Jacob. It’s me, Abi.”

“What’s up? You okay?”

“Yes and no. I locked my keys in the car and I–“

“You need a place to stay,” he said finishing my thought.

“Yes!”

“Sure.”

I walked to his house and waited. Then, I remembered something. I had left an extra key to my house  in the backyard doormat. I finally went back to my house and entered. How dumb of me to forget. I smelled the peach air freshener from Air Wick. My favorite show was still on. As I watched the show and the aroma of peaches filled my nostrils, my stress went away. It felt like nothing had happened on this tiresome day.Georgia Peaches by Old Shoe Woman.

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