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Saturday, August 6, 2005

Mew Suika part 3
The smell of fried chicken drifted through the air of Suika's room. It was close to dinner time and Suika still hadn't solved the mystery of how she ended up in the park after just walking outside a cafe. But then again, it was hard to focus with the smell of chicken floating through the air. Suika couldn't help but take a few whiffs. It smelled so good. She wished she could eat it right now! Shaking her head clear of the thoughts of the cooking food, she went back to remembering the afternoon.
There was nothing unusual that she could remember before she went to the cafe, and nothing unusual after she woke up at the park, but in between was still fuzzy. She remembered a fuzzy red animal and a horrible burning sensation inside her, but besides that, nothing. The only clue she had to assure her that she just hadn't passed out and imagined it all was a funny red mark on the hand the animal went into. She had made sure to cover it with a bandaid so not to attract the attention of her mother,but even so, she couldn't help but wonder what would happen if anyone found out. The mark wasn't a scratch, nor was it a penmark. It seemed to be part of her skin. The thought of this scarred Suika. How would she explain this if anyone found out?
The smell of chicken once again clouded Suika's thoughts. And once again, she found herself smelling the air. "Snap out of it,"her mind screamed. Shaking her head once again to free her mind from the smell of the cooking chicken, Suika once again found herself wondering,"What in the world is wrong with me?!"
Suika knew she was always a little unfocused at times but this was bringing it to a new extreme. She never spaced out like this before. She decided the only way to figure out why she was so absorbed in smelling food was to investigate first hand. Without a second thought she lept off the bed and walked down the hallway. The only way to the kitchen from the upstairs bedrooms was to go down the stairs, so , Suika started to trek down them. That's when Suika noticed something really wrong. Just as she was heading downstairs ,the doorbell rang.(Dum Dum Dum! Really bad huh? Sorry, that's not it)Immeadiatly, Suika's small, yippy little poodle chose this opportunity to dart down the stairs barking like a loonatic, right between Suika's legs. Panic jolted through Suika's body as she saw the floor and stairs flash towards her face. She pushed with all her might against the first solid object she touched and closed her eyes. It seemed almost as if she was in slow motion as her hands hit part of the stairs, pushing her into a forward flip on to all fours on the floor. Suika felt her whole body freeze. Debating weather or not she was still alive, she cautiously opened her eyes expecting the worst, only to find herself completely unharmed. A little shaken up, but other than that, unharmed.
"What---just---happened?" Her tone was firm and unsure."I know I fell off the stairs, but shouldn't I be ....lying on the ground injured?" She checked herself over. Yep, I'm ok, she thought. She got off the floor and looked around. The doorbell rang again. "This is so weird. Cool, but weird." The doorbell rang again, as though the person on the other side could care less if she came out unharmed or not. Deciding it must have been just some sort of miracle, she went to open the door for the unpacient person on the other side, all the while her dog barking up a storm. (to be continued)
Yay! I finished the chapter! So what do you think? The small dog is based off my loudmouth doggie who barks at people on the other side of the street. ^_^ Small dogs always think they're so tough. You just gotta love em. But Neways, who do you think will be at the door? Hey, it's a cliffhanger! Yay cliffhangers!
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